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martiniat8 Senior Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 897Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic |
"Banished" Banished, oh Banished, how Banished was he truth unfed, said twas by conservative Capulets thee Chains, Woe chains, in chains you may find helpless, restless, and dear Montague mind Innocent, oh Innocent, how Innocent was he in dark, sad dark, window's light did flee Rosaline, oh Rosaline, 2nd Rosaline? Nay, she's Juliet the sun! "What booteth me to love and serve a fell, unthankful one"?* Hear, yes here, Do hear was twere he she found Fortune's fancy or Fortune's folly? Will doth make she a sound? Fair, So fair, how rare are men like he made What say she? What is she, the Heart, or Queen of Spade? But wait! Oh Wait! Wait, light in yonder window breaks! no sound, none found, no utterance to he she makes Code, maybe code, code quote did she write? refound? renoun? was to he, her status typed? So he, confused he, Here to shadows must he fly until words from her direct, until words to he, she cry What say she? Who is thy? Who will be, her lucky guy? So to you, dear friends, learn-ed scholars of yore This play I speak, for her, was originally scored Said in rhyme, tempest time, will there be written more? *quote from Brooke's poem, Romeus and Juliet, about Romeo's previous love |
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