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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That tears shall drown the wind.--I have no spur To cry, "Hold, hold!" Or, wanting that, with tears distill'd by moans: My fate cries out, I would these dewy tears were from the ground. Like Niobe, all tears;--why she, even she,-- And cry "O Clarence, my unhappy son!" How cheerfully on the false trail they cry! That which cries, "Thus thou must do, if thou have it: Or, wanting that, with tears distill'd by moans: And make poor England weep in streams of blood! I for an Edward weep, so do not they:-- Who,--raging with thy tears and they with them,-- These babes for Clarence weep, and so do I; The liquid drops of tears that you have shed (13 months so far) Dry up your tears, and stick your rosemary They bear the mandate; they must sweep my way O heat, dry up my brains! tears seven times salt, And twenty times made pause, to sob and weep, Why, let the strucken deer go weep,