If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.

    Oh, devil, devil!
If that the earth could teem with woman’s tears,
Each drop she falls would prove a crocodile.
Out of my sight!

But he knew instinctively what he suggested was impossible. She'd been through so much, and held her tears back for so long, that Royce doubted that anything could force her to shed them.

. . . I am bound upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears do scald like molten lead.

Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia,
And therefore I forbid my tears.

An answering smile drifted across his tanned face. "What is mine, I intend to
keep.