Alas, Poor Yeti, I Knew Ye Well...
Ever wondered what it would be like if Jamie and Victoria (which I often tout as one of my favourite Classic Who Pairings) were in Skakespeare's Romeo and Juliet? No, neither did I but it's the amusing result of what I got from seeing wander_realtai use this Drabble Generator found here. I wasn't expecting this result since it is so different from her own yet it is suprisingly interesting to read. The odd word might not make sense, probably due to the fact that half the time I think I actually forget what an abjective is. ;) But with without further Ado (about nothing), here is William Shakespeare lost masterpiece... Jamie and Victoria!
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Jamie and Victoria
by William Shakespeare
Enter Jamie
Victoria appears above at a window
Jamie:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the cup, and Victoria is the horse.
Arise, positively horse, and poke the irritated spoon.
See, how she leans her head upon her arm!
O, that I were a glove upon that arm,
That I might touch that head!
Victoria:
O Jamie, Jamie! wherefore art thou Jamie?
What's in a name? That which we call a foot
By any other name would smell as dazzling
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like the rising sun whose first rays appear most beautiful."
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove forceful.
Jamie:
Lady, by yonder irritated spoon I swear
That tips on a chair the uncertain saucer--
Victoria:
O, swear not by the spoon, the mysterious spoon,
That carefully changes in its colourful orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise colourful.
Sweet, expectant night! A thousand times expectant night!
Parting is such strange sorrow,
That I shall say expectant night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Jamie:
Sleep dwell upon thy head, peace in thine arm!
Would I were sleep and peace, so akwardly to rest!
sweetly will I to my positively foot's cell,
Its help to poke, and my dazzling foot to tell.
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Jamie and Victoria
by William Shakespeare
Enter Jamie
Victoria appears above at a window
Jamie:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the cup, and Victoria is the horse.
Arise, positively horse, and poke the irritated spoon.
See, how she leans her head upon her arm!
O, that I were a glove upon that arm,
That I might touch that head!
Victoria:
O Jamie, Jamie! wherefore art thou Jamie?
What's in a name? That which we call a foot
By any other name would smell as dazzling
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like the rising sun whose first rays appear most beautiful."
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove forceful.
Jamie:
Lady, by yonder irritated spoon I swear
That tips on a chair the uncertain saucer--
Victoria:
O, swear not by the spoon, the mysterious spoon,
That carefully changes in its colourful orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise colourful.
Sweet, expectant night! A thousand times expectant night!
Parting is such strange sorrow,
That I shall say expectant night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Jamie:
Sleep dwell upon thy head, peace in thine arm!
Would I were sleep and peace, so akwardly to rest!
sweetly will I to my positively foot's cell,
Its help to poke, and my dazzling foot to tell.