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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And that dear saint which then I weeping follow'd; To overgo thy woes and drown thy cries? That, sweepstake, you will draw both friend and foe, Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent, Blubbering and weeping, weeping and blubbering.-- Why? Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, Poor soul, thy face is much abus'd with tears. Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring; Why do you weep so oft, and beat your breast, Shows itself pure: he weeps for what is done. Shows itself pure: he weeps for what is done. Who,--raging with thy tears and they with them,--