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If you see this on your flist, quote some Shakespeare.

In high school I had to memorize a sonnet. I chose #48.

How careful was I, when I took my way,
Each trifle under truest bars to thrust,
That to my use it might unused stay
From hands of falsehood, in sure wards of trust!
But thou, to whom my jewels trifles are,
Most worthy of comfort, now my greatest grief,
Thou best of dearest, and mine only care,
Art left the prey of every vulgar thief.
Thee have I not locked up in any chest,
Save where thou art not, though I feel thou art:
Within the gentle closure of my breast,
From whence at leisure thou may'st come and part.
 But even thence thou wilt be stol'n, I fear,
 For truth proves thievish for a prize so dear.

I love that last bit, because I always read it as, "Oh, but I'm going to cheat on you, by the way." ;)

woohoo, finally an opportunity to use my Shakespeare icon!

Date: 2005-09-23 12:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chaosvizier.livejournal.com
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
Creeps in its petty pace from day to day
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death.
Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow,
A poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more.
It is a tale told by an idiot,
Full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

Macbeth, Act V, Scene something or other. Maybe it's also v. I can't remember.

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