If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber'd here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream.

Love, everlasting.


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(Or, human meat pie, anyone?)

Titus. [...] And worse than Progne I will be revenged:
And now prepare your throats. Lavinia, come, [He cuts their throatsReceive the blood: and when that they are dead ( Read more... )

     Brutus. [...] There is a tide in the affairs of men
Which taken at the flood leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
On such a full sea are we now afloat,
And we must take the current when it serves,
Or lose our ventures.

The Tragedy of Julius Caesar
William Shakespeare

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