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That reigns in galled eyes of weeping souls,-- It weeps, it bleeds; and each new day a gash Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death, Dry up your tears, and stick your rosemary Which you weep for. You live that shall cry woe for this hereafter. I cry thee mercy then; for I did think Dry up your tears, and stick your rosemary So dear I lov'd the man that I must weep. That he should weep for her? What would he do, Cry but 'Ah me!' pronounce but Love and dove; Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears: I cry thee mercy then; for I did think What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears? Your eyes drop millstones when fools' eyes fall tears: That, sweepstake, you will draw both friend and foe, I cannot choose but ever weep the friend. Here is a friar, that trembles, sighs, and weeps: Dry up your tears, and stick your rosemary