Apr 10, 2007 21:45
I "lack the seasons of all natures - sleep", for the lit test doth dawn on me and proclaimed we shall "sleep no more".
The first lit test may have been okay, but "to be thus is nothing, but to be safely thus". Little point there is to score in one, and fail, dismayed in the next. I am in “in (doom) stepped so far” that “should (I) wade no more”, “returning were as tedious as to go o’er”.
Is tomorrow merely a "false creation", of the "heat oppressed brain?" How my mind wills it to be so! This sort of imagination of but a "great perturbation in nature", evidence of our distress. "Hell is murky." The test causes my "pestered sense" to "recoil and start". Life is but a "walking shadow".
We are such tragic heroes. I am compelled to think that tomorrow's test is just a joke.
okay enough enough enough back to studying.