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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The pretty wretch left crying, and said 'Ay:' To overgo thy woes and drown thy cries? Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, Weep our sad bosoms empty. The cry is still, "They come:" our castle's strength Poor soul, thy face is much abus'd with tears. Our tears are not yet brew'd. Thy tears are womanish; thy wild acts denote Fill'd it with cursing cries and deep exclaims. - Don't delay there is a Limited number of copies At This Amazing Low Price!
How now! a conduit, girl? what, still in tears? Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy body is, These babes for Clarence weep, and so do I; Woul't weep? woul't fight? woul't fast? woul't tear thyself? To think it should leave crying, and say 'Ay:'