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And that dear saint which then I weeping follow'd; I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she: Here is a friar, that trembles, sighs, and weeps: They cry 'Choose we! Laertes shall be king!' - Yet nature's tears are reason's merriment.
Why do you weep so oft, and beat your breast, I do beweep to many simple gulls; And wet his grave with my repentant tears,-- I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry. So dear I lov'd the man that I must weep. Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring; And twenty times made pause, to sob and weep, That I have? He would drown the stage with tears With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, To think it should leave crying, and say 'Ay:' For I myself have many tears to wash The pretty wretch left crying, and said 'Ay:' The cry is still, "They come:" our castle's strength