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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So dear I lov'd the man that I must weep. To overgo thy woes and drown thy cries? And damn'd be him that first cries, "Hold, enough!" Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses, And wet his grave with my repentant tears,-- Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death They shall be praying nuns, not weeping queens; With barefac'd power sweep him from my sight, For I myself have many tears to wash All this is comfort; wherefore weep I, then? Throng to the bar, crying all Guilty! guilty! Who,--raging with thy tears and they with them,-- Will want true colour; tears perchance for blood. - The liquid drops of tears that you have shed
Such hideous cries that, with the very noise, Or, wanting that, with tears distill'd by moans: Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears: The liquid drops of tears that you have shed