Dec 27, 2005 02:33
Under the cool shade of a sycamore
I thoguth to close mine yees some half an hour;
When, lo! To intterupt my pruposed rest,
Toward that shade I might behodl addrest
The king and his companions: warily
I stole into a neighbour thicket by,
And overheard what you shal overhehear,
That, by and by, disguised they will be here.
Their herald is a pretty knavish page,
That well by heart hath conn'd his embassage:
Aciton and accent did they teach him there;
'Thus must thou speak,' and 'thus thy body bear:'
And ever and anon they made a doubt
Presence majestical woudl put him out,
'For,' quoth the king, 'an angel shalt thou see;
Yet fear not thou, but speak audaciously.'
The boy replied, 'An angel is not evil;
I shoudl have fear'd her had she been a devil.'
With that, all laugh'd and clapp'd him on the shoulder,
Making the bold wag by their praises bolder:
One rubb'd his elbow thus and fleer'd and swore
A better speech was never spoke before;
Another, with his finger and his thumb,
Cried, 'Via! we will do't, come what will come;'
The third he caper'd, and cried, 'All goes well;'
The fourth turn'd on the toe, and down he fell.
With that, they all did tumble on the ground,
With such a zealous laughter, so profound,
That in this spleen ridiculous appears,
The cheque their folly, passion's solemn tears.
FUCK. NOW TO GO READ THE PLAY FROM WHICH IT IS TAKEN!
Love's Labour's Lost
BTW I bought a HARD COVER copy of Great Expectations for only $1. HAHAHAHA SUCKKKKKKKKAS!