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Look, whether he has not turn'd his colour, and has tears in's Dry up your tears, and stick your rosemary They bear the mandate; they must sweep my way We cannot without circumstance descry. They shall be praying nuns, not weeping queens; Cry but 'Ah me!' pronounce but Love and dove; Edward and York. Then haply will she weep: Nightly shall be to strew thy grave and weep. So dear I lov'd the man that I must weep. With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, How cheerfully on the false trail they cry! All this is comfort; wherefore weep I, then? If he were dead, you'ld weep for him: if you would not, it With open outcry, toward our monument. | Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death |
Woul't weep? woul't fight? woul't fast? woul't tear thyself? I cannot choose but ever weep the friend. Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy body is, Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help! Poor soul, thy face is much abus'd with tears. Will want true colour; tears perchance for blood.