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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Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent, To stop the inundation of her tears; That, sweepstake, you will draw both friend and foe, My fate cries out, The cry is still, "They come:" our castle's strength No, coz, I rather weep. That reigns in galled eyes of weeping souls,-- I cry you mercy: Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent, Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears: Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears: May sweep to my revenge. Cry but 'Ah me!' pronounce but Love and dove; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect,