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[ Also see Consolation Crying Death Feeling Grief Laughter Mourning Pity Sadness Sensibility Sorrow Sympathy Weeping Woe ]

Let me wipe off this honorable dew, that silverly doth progress on thy cheeks.
      - William Shakespeare

Like Niobe, all tears.
      - William Shakespeare

Nature's tears are reason's merriment.
      - William Shakespeare

O father, what a hell of witchcraft lies
  In the small orb of one particular tear!
      - William Shakespeare

One, whose subdu'd eyes,
  Albeit unused to the melting mood,
    Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees
      Their medicinal gum.
      - William Shakespeare

Sad, unhelpful tears.
      - William Shakespeare

Tears harden lust, though marble wear with raining.
      - William Shakespeare

That instant shut
  My woeful self up in a mourning house,
    Raining the tears of lamentation.
      - William Shakespeare

The April is in her eyes; it is love's spring, and these the showers to bring it on.
      - William Shakespeare

The big round tears
  Cours'd one another down his innocent nose
    In piteous chase.
      - William Shakespeare

The liquid drops of tears that you have shed
  Shall come again, transform'd to orient pearl,
    Advantaging their loan with interest
      Of ten times double gain of happiness.
      - William Shakespeare

The tears live in an onion that should water this sorrow.
      - William Shakespeare

The tide is now: nay, not thy tide of tears,
  That tide will stay me longer than should.
      - William Shakespeare

Then fresh tears
  Stood on her cheeks, as doth the honeydew
    Upon a gather'd lily almost wither'd.
      - William Shakespeare

There appears much joy in him, even so much that joy could not show itself modest enough without a badge of bitterness. A kind overflow of kindness,--there are no faces truer than those that are so washed.
      - William Shakespeare

These eyes of thine from mine have drawn salt tears:
  Sham'd their aspects with store of childish drops.
      - William Shakespeare

To weep, is to make less the depth of grief;
  Tears, then, for babes; blows and revenge for me.
      - William Shakespeare

Venus smiles not in a house of tears.
      - William Shakespeare

Weep not, sweet queen, for trickling tears are vain.
      - William Shakespeare

What I should say
  My tears gainsay; for every word I speak,
    Ye see, I drink the water of mine eyes.
      - William Shakespeare

What is the matter, that this distempered messenger of wet, the many-colored Iris, rounds thine eye?
      - William Shakespeare

With sad unhelpful tears, and with dimm'd eyes
  Look after him and cannot do him good.
      - William Shakespeare

'Tis the best brine a maiden can season her praise in.
      - William Shakespeare,
        All's Well That Ends Well
         (Countess of Rossillion at I, i)

This grief is crowned with consolation, you old smock brings forth a new petticoat, and indeed the tears live in an onion that should water this sorrow.
      - William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra
         (Enobarbus at I, ii)

To-day my Lord of Amiens and myself
  Did steal behind him as he lay along
    Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out
      Upon the brook that brawls along this wood,
        To the which place a poor sequest'red stag
          That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hurt
            Did come to languish; and indeed, my lord,
              The wretched animal heaved forth such groans
                That their discharge did stretch his leathern coat
                  Almost to bursting, and the big round tears
                    Coursed one another down his innocent nose
                      In piteous chase; and thus the hairy fool,
                        Much marked of the melancholy Jaques,
                          Stood on th' extremest verge of the swift brook,
                            Augmenting it with tears.
      - William Shakespeare, As You Like It
         (First Lord at II, i)

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