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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Then weep no more. I'll send to one in Mantua,-- I cry you mercy: Blubbering and weeping, weeping and blubbering.-- Pour all your tears! I am your sorrow's nurse, And damn'd be him that first cries, "Hold, enough!"
choose but weep, to think they would lay him i' the cold ground. Or, wanting that, with tears distill'd by moans: Or, wanting that, with tears distill'd by moans: Which you weep for. Cry mercy, lords and watchful gentlemen, To overgo thy woes and drown thy cries? They bear the mandate; they must sweep my way That which cries, "Thus thou must do, if thou have it: Ah, who shall hinder me to wail and weep, Throng to the bar, crying all Guilty! guilty! I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she: Such hideous cries that, with the very noise, With barefac'd power sweep him from my sight, | Blubbering and weeping, weeping and blubbering.-- |
Why, let the strucken deer go weep, The tears have got small victory by that; Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent, Cries cuckold to my father; brands the harlot