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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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Whips out his rapier, cries 'A rat, a rat!'

 Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy body is, 
  • They cry 'Choose we! Laertes shall be king!'
 Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with weeping.  Or, wanting that, with tears distill'd by moans: Nightly shall be to strew thy grave and weep. Which you weep for. May send forth plenteous tears to drown the world! She for an Edward weeps, and so do I: Thou wrong'st it more than tears with that report. Thy tears are womanish; thy wild acts denote Dry up your tears, and stick your rosemary And make poor England weep in streams of blood! Pour all your tears! I am your sorrow's nurse, With barefac'd power sweep him from my sight, Weep our sad bosoms empty. Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death,