Sep 15, 2004 12:41
I'm delighted to say that our literature teacher is much better than a certain other teacher than feeds people with their so-called supplements. Well, yes. I feel better.. Bu.. But.. Che..
I've been reading Twelfth Night by our beloved Monsieur William Shakespeare. His puns are just so funny, what a comedy.
If music be the food of love, play on;
Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
That strain again! it had a dying fall;
O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odour. Enough! no more;
'T is not so sweet now as it was before.
O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou,
That, nonwithstanding thy capactiy
Recieveth as the sea, nought enters there,
Of what validity and pitch soe'er,
But falls into abatement and low price,
Even in a minute; so full of shapes is fancy
That it alone is high fantastical.
How melancholy. I admire Orsino. I think I'm as passionate as he is. Nfu. But I don't indulge in the 'sweet pangs' of love like he does. And, no, I'm not as fickle as him~ Nfu~ ♥
[OOC: The last line, he's lying.. =X He's even more fickle. X3 The true personality of a Gemini. Nfu! <3]