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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Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy body is, Swits and spurs, swits and spurs; or I'll cry a match. Woul't weep? woul't fight? woul't fast? woul't tear thyself? Cry but 'Ah me!' pronounce but Love and dove; I heard a voice cry, "Sleep no more! That I have? He would drown the stage with tears Blubbering and weeping, weeping and blubbering.-- How can we aid you with our kindred tears? Blubbering and weeping, weeping and blubbering.-- Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring; Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses, Aroint thee, witch! the rump-fed ronyon cries. How can we aid you with our kindred tears? Which you weep for. They shall be praying nuns, not weeping queens; Fill'd it with cursing cries and deep exclaims. All this is comfort; wherefore weep I, then? Your eyes drop millstones when fools' eyes fall tears: Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help! Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide; With tears augmenting the fresh morning's dew, Thy tears are womanish; thy wild acts denote Then weep no more. I'll send to one in Mantua,--