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Sunday, November 12, 2017

Shakespeare Vs Jodekss '15

"No, by my honour, madam, by my soul,
No woman had it, but a civil doctor,
Which did refuse three thousand ducats of me
And begg'd the ring; the which I did deny him
And suffer'd him to go displeased away;
Even he that did uphold the very life
Of my dear friend. What should I say, sweet lady?
I was enforced to send it after him;
I was beset with shame and courtesy;
My honour would not let ingratitude
So much besmear it. Pardon me, good lady;
For, by these blessed candles of the night,
Had you been there, I think you would have begg'd
The ring of me to give the worthy doctor."
--Bassanio from "The Merchant of Venice" (5.1)
Shakespeare's

"To bargain this milestone to minute thing I will tell to you through me
To this far me ugly be that far beauteous
I have been a moo's shit in cake
Light I darkly see
Shame shines my glory
The fame they expect to come swift comin' slowest
So the shots of shoo-shoo so yew-yew be your yanky yam?
Blame be the same thrown they tagged a trust-betrayed game
The fact be
What had been concluded come to begin no this time
My difference is far too different a closed clam
Look up there the heaven be dearly darkly blue but same shows
As hyssop cleanse
Then we call same morn this is..."
Jodekss's

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