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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Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses, Ay, millstones; as he lesson'd us to weep. This quarry cries on havoc.--O proud death, Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring; Nightly shall be to strew thy grave and weep. How can we aid you with our kindred tears? They bear the mandate; they must sweep my way That tears shall drown the wind.--I have no spur That which cries, "Thus thou must do, if thou have it: Fill'd it with cursing cries and deep exclaims. With tears augmenting the fresh morning's dew, Throng to the bar, crying all Guilty! guilty! How cheerfully on the false trail they cry! Cry to be heard, as 'twere from heaven to earth, I heard a voice cry, "Sleep no more! Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent,