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It weeps, it bleeds; and each new day a gash There on the ground, with his own tears made drunk. For Venus smiles not in a house of tears. With barefac'd power sweep him from my sight, Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring; Dry up your tears, and stick your rosemary Why, let the strucken deer go weep, Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with weeping. Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect,
To think it should leave crying, and say 'Ay:' Bid Gloster think of this, and he will weep. Cry "God save Richard, England's royal king!" I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she: Weeping and wailing over Tybalt's corse: With barefac'd power sweep him from my sight, Will want true colour; tears perchance for blood. Weep our sad bosoms empty. - That, sweepstake, you will draw both friend and foe,
Pour all your tears! I am your sorrow's nurse, Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent, And bid her wipe her weeping eyes withal.