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Ah, who shall hinder me to wail and weep, Your eyes drop millstones when fools' eyes fall tears: Ah, who shall hinder me to wail and weep, All this is comfort; wherefore weep I, then? Like Niobe, all tears;--why she, even she,-- This quarry cries on havoc.--O proud death, Woul't weep? woul't fight? woul't fast? woul't tear thyself?