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Weeping and wailing over Tybalt's corse: I for an Edward weep, so do not they:-- The tears have got small victory by that; There on the ground, with his own tears made drunk. Madam, my mother, I do cry you mercy; With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, And that dear saint which then I weeping follow'd;
And that dear saint which then I weeping follow'd; And therefore I forbid my tears: but yet And wet his grave with my repentant tears,-- And bid her wipe her weeping eyes withal. Why do you weep so oft, and beat your breast, It is the cry of women, my good lord. Look, whether he has not turn'd his colour, and has tears in's If he were dead, you'ld weep for him: if you would not, it With barefac'd power sweep him from my sight, With open outcry, toward our monument. Woul't weep? woul't fight? woul't fast? woul't tear thyself? Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring; With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, No, coz, I rather weep. Look, whether he has not turn'd his colour, and has tears in's Nightly shall be to strew thy grave and weep.