Saturday, April 18, 2009

Love's Fairy Wings



2:27 PM romeomontague221: What, shall this speech be spoke for our excuse?
Or shall we on without apology?
2:29 PM me: nay gentle romeo we should have u dance!
romeomontague221: Not I, believe me. You have dancing shoes
With nimble soles, while I have a soul of lead
So stakes me to the ground I cannot move.
2:30 PM me: You are a lover, borrow Cupid’s wings
And soar with them above a common bound.
romeomontague221: I am too sore enpierced with his shaft
To soar with light feathers, and so bound
I cannot bound a pitch above dull woe.
Under love's heavy burden do I sink.
And, to sink in it, should you burden love—
Too great oppression for a tender thing.
romeomontague221: Is love a tender think? It is too rough,
Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like a thorn.
2:32 PM me: If love be rough with you, be rough with love ;)
Come, we burn daylight. HO!
2:33 PM romeomontague221: No, that's not so.
me: I mean, sir, in delay
We waste our lights in vain, light lights by day.
2:34 PM romeomontague221: We mean well in going to this masque,
But 'tis no wit to go.

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Montague, Romeo

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