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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Pour all your tears! I am your sorrow's nurse, Your eyes drop millstones when fools' eyes fall tears: To stop the inundation of her tears; They shall be praying nuns, not weeping queens; The pretty wretch left crying, and said 'Ay:' I for an Edward weep, so do not they:-- I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she: That I have? He would drown the stage with tears Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses, Throng to the bar, crying all Guilty! guilty! Look, whether he has not turn'd his colour, and has tears in's Whips out his rapier, cries 'A rat, a rat!' Swits and spurs, swits and spurs; or I'll cry a match. That, sweepstake, you will draw both friend and foe, Why wonder what is going on...? Thou wrong'st it more than tears with that report.