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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Or, wanting that, with tears distill'd by moans: I would these dewy tears were from the ground. The tears have got small victory by that; Then weep no more. I'll send to one in Mantua,-- Ay, millstones; as he lesson'd us to weep. With tears augmenting the fresh morning's dew, Edward and York. Then haply will she weep: Harpier cries:--"tis time, 'tis time. Your eyes drop millstones when fools' eyes fall tears: And bid her wipe her weeping eyes withal. Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help! If he were dead, you'ld weep for him: if you would not, it Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death And cry "O Clarence, my unhappy son!" Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with weeping. Which you weep for. Madam, my mother, I do cry you mercy; Blubbering and weeping, weeping and blubbering.-- Art thou a man? thy form cries out thou art; Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death