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Post by zeroequalsinfinity on Aug 23, 2008 23:10:44 GMT -5
Wall's hole within not bearing love's distress, with Pyramus and Thisbe yielding soon to death.
Oh love, break now unyielding family wall, 'fore tragedy's unmaking as Heaven at the fall.
Alas, my mortar cannot speak an agonizing word, as Pyramus in sacred grove falls upon his sword.
And Thisbe, slain upon love's scarlet blade, a crimson streaming sacrifice upon his altar made.
A lion of thy father's fearsome pride, draws son to daughter, side by bleeding side.
Alas too late, the wall of hubris falls to dust: A common grave to house love's lesson thus.
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Post by annbkeller on Sept 10, 2008 3:48:47 GMT -5
Ah, know thee Shakespeare? This piece is very classical and I love it!
Well done.
Ann B. Keller
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Post by zeroequalsinfinity on Sept 13, 2008 15:14:33 GMT -5
Thank-you Ann.
Yes, I know and love Shakespeare. It was inspired by the small play within a play from "A Midsummer Night's Dream".
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