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| And wet his grave with my repentant tears,-- |
Look, whether he has not turn'd his colour, and has tears in's Madam, my mother, I do cry you mercy; | Evermore weeping for your cousin's death? |
Those eyes of thine from mine have drawn salt tears, Madam, my mother, I do cry you mercy; O, she says nothing, sir, but weeps and weeps; Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death, I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she: Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring; choose but weep, to think they would lay him i' the cold ground. These babes for Clarence weep, and so do I; I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry. Dry up your tears, and stick your rosemary For me to joy and weep their gain and loss: | And therefore I forbid my tears: but yet |
If he were dead, you'ld weep for him: if you would not, it Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy body is,