Juliet. My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite. |
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| Romeo. O blessed, blessed night! I am afeard, Being in night, all this is but a dream, Too flattering-sweet to be substantial. |
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I am afeard that far more than the blessed night is but a dream-- and Shakespeare (that scoundrel of a mushmelon) hath applied my final welts and flayed thy servant-reader alive. Prithee, might a bandaid be spared? Wait.. two?
ReplyDeleteBut.. is the Juliet dialogue reminiscent of Lover and Beloved, and Romeo's of a dark night of soul?
I never know what I'll find here.
:-)
Yes, whoever-you-are, that is it, Lover and Beloved and the Dark Night. Thank you for being able to see!
ReplyDeleteWell, I guess I never know what am going to find here either, half the time....
Romeo loved Juliet,
ReplyDeleteJuliet she felt the same
When he put his arms around her,
he said "Julie baby you're my flame"
Thou givest fever,
when we kisseth,
fever with thy flaming youth
Fever
I'm afire
Fever
yea I burn forsooth.
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