meme-ish
snagged from joii
When you see this in your flist, quote some Shakespeare.
I have of late but wherefore I know not lost all my mirth. This goodly frame the earth seems to me a sterile promontory... this most excellent canopy- the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors...
(just because that's one of the few Shakespeare bits that I have memorized, thank you Hair... also that means I'm sure the punctuation is atrocious. Despite the fact that I have the Complete Works on my bookshelf, I'm too lazy to go look anything up. Ok, I've got one more bit in memory aside from "my mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun"...)
If we shadows have offended, think but this and all is mended, that you have but slumbered here while these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, no more yielding but a dream. Gentles, do not reprehend. If you pardon we will mend. And, as I am an honest Puck, if we have unearned luck now to 'scape the serpent's tongue, we will make amends, ere long, else the Puck a liar call. So good night unto you all. Give me your hands if we be friends and Robin shall restore amends.
(with thanks to Gaiman's wonderfully scary Robin Goodfellow)
When you see this in your flist, quote some Shakespeare.
I have of late but wherefore I know not lost all my mirth. This goodly frame the earth seems to me a sterile promontory... this most excellent canopy- the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors...
(just because that's one of the few Shakespeare bits that I have memorized, thank you Hair... also that means I'm sure the punctuation is atrocious. Despite the fact that I have the Complete Works on my bookshelf, I'm too lazy to go look anything up. Ok, I've got one more bit in memory aside from "my mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun"...)
If we shadows have offended, think but this and all is mended, that you have but slumbered here while these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, no more yielding but a dream. Gentles, do not reprehend. If you pardon we will mend. And, as I am an honest Puck, if we have unearned luck now to 'scape the serpent's tongue, we will make amends, ere long, else the Puck a liar call. So good night unto you all. Give me your hands if we be friends and Robin shall restore amends.
(with thanks to Gaiman's wonderfully scary Robin Goodfellow)