Oyonale - 3D art and graphic experiments
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Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.
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| O, I cry you mercy; you are the singer: I will say for you. |
For I myself have many tears to wash Ay, millstones; as he lesson'd us to weep. Ay, millstones; as he lesson'd us to weep. Evermore weeping for your cousin's death? Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death There on the ground, with his own tears made drunk. Woul't weep? woul't fight? woul't fast? woul't tear thyself? With very, very small investments!
That, sweepstake, you will draw both friend and foe, She for an Edward weeps, and so do I: Wherefore was that cry? Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent, Why, let the strucken deer go weep, And wet his grave with my repentant tears,-- Dry up your tears, and stick your rosemary No, coz, I rather weep. Swits and spurs, swits and spurs; or I'll cry a match. I cry you mercy: Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires; I cry thee mercy then; for I did think Thy tears are womanish; thy wild acts denote