Four Duels
Happy is the man that finds his needs met. I no longer am forced to wear the garbs of days passed frequently. The act is best suited to the urchins of the street. Better for they who without homes house so many fleas that happily reap upon misery. Such a line of thought is this. Mark this day a pleasant one for I have new clothes and a new set of walls to call mine own, though it looks little less than a keep. What good is anything without the touch of progress and the guiding hand of one in a vision? Oh were I to only have a servant to fetch and carry. I will make a silk purse to catch the eye of an dowager empress of this moldering, old sow's ear with the artistry of my two hands.
Where do the gentle ladies reside? I spoke with a fair one or so and find myself much at a disadvantage. Tybalt holds no threat for thee. Good Caspian and no man better could provide true word on the quality of my demeanor.
And still no Romeo, nor cousin dear or aunt, uncle or any other kin or kinsman.
Where do the gentle ladies reside? I spoke with a fair one or so and find myself much at a disadvantage. Tybalt holds no threat for thee. Good Caspian and no man better could provide true word on the quality of my demeanor.
And still no Romeo, nor cousin dear or aunt, uncle or any other kin or kinsman.