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The pretty wretch left crying, and said 'Ay:' Weep our sad bosoms empty. Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death Which you weep for. Yet let me weep for such a feeling loss. These babes for Clarence weep, and so do I; With tears augmenting the fresh morning's dew, So dear I lov'd the man that I must weep. choose but weep, to think they would lay him i' the cold ground. Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, And that dear saint which then I weeping follow'd; The cry is still, "They come:" our castle's strength And wet his grave with my repentant tears,-- You live that shall cry woe for this hereafter. May sweep to my revenge. - All this is comfort; wherefore weep I, then?
May send forth plenteous tears to drown the world! Here is a friar, that trembles, sighs, and weeps: