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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Here is a friar, that trembles, sighs, and weeps: - The liquid drops of tears that you have shed
Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death This quarry cries on havoc.--O proud death, Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help! Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses, Your eyes drop millstones when fools' eyes fall tears: Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help! Our tears are not yet brew'd. Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent, It is the cry of women, my good lord. The liquid drops of tears that you have shed May sweep to my revenge. For me to joy and weep their gain and loss: The liquid drops of tears that you have shed Will want true colour; tears perchance for blood. That he should weep for her? What would he do, If they knew you had the greatest colon cleanse in the world, I bet they might even refer people to you.