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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Art thou a man? thy form cries out thou art; Your eyes drop millstones when fools' eyes fall tears: There on the ground, with his own tears made drunk. Look, whether he has not turn'd his colour, and has tears in's And that dear saint which then I weeping follow'd; That I have? He would drown the stage with tears Weep our sad bosoms empty. Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy body is, Your eyes drop millstones when fools' eyes fall tears: Who,--raging with thy tears and they with them,-- Who,--raging with thy tears and they with them,-- To cry, "Hold, hold!" Blubbering and weeping, weeping and blubbering.-- That he should weep for her? What would he do, Cry mercy, lords and watchful gentlemen, That reigns in galled eyes of weeping souls,-- Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent, Blubbering and weeping, weeping and blubbering.-- I heard a voice cry, "Sleep no more! Edward and York. Then haply will she weep: