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You lie, in faith, for you are called plain Kate,
And bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curst,
But Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom,
Kate of Kate Hall, my super--dainty Kate -
For dainties are all Kates - and therefore, Kate,
Take this of me, Kate of my consolation:
Hearing thy mildness praised in every town,
They virtures sopke of, and thy beauty sounded -
Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs -
Myself am moved to woo thee for my wife.
that and about 30 more lines i have to memorize and perform for Monday.
oh
man.
And bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curst,
But Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom,
Kate of Kate Hall, my super--dainty Kate -
For dainties are all Kates - and therefore, Kate,
Take this of me, Kate of my consolation:
Hearing thy mildness praised in every town,
They virtures sopke of, and thy beauty sounded -
Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs -
Myself am moved to woo thee for my wife.
that and about 30 more lines i have to memorize and perform for Monday.
oh
man.