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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It is the cry of women, my good lord. You live that shall cry woe for this hereafter. To cry, "Hold, hold!" That reigns in galled eyes of weeping souls,-- Why, let the strucken deer go weep, With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, They bear the mandate; they must sweep my way Wherefore was that cry? That reigns in galled eyes of weeping souls,-- How can we aid you with our kindred tears? | May send forth plenteous tears to drown the world! |
That, sweepstake, you will draw both friend and foe, Bid Gloster think of this, and he will weep. Fill'd it with cursing cries and deep exclaims. Ay, millstones; as he lesson'd us to weep. You live that shall cry woe for this hereafter. Weep our sad bosoms empty. Fill'd it with cursing cries and deep exclaims. Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires; How can we aid you with our kindred tears?