Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Quotes: Shakespeare

"Say that upon the altar of her beauty
You sacrifice your tears, your sighs, your heart.
Write till your ink be dry, and with your tears
Moist it again, and frame some feeling line
That may discover such integrity:
For Orpheus' lute was strung with poets' sinews,
Whose golden touch could soften steel and stones,
Make tigers tame and huge leviathans
Forsake unsounded deeps to dance on sands."

-Shakespeare, The Two Gentlemen of Verona, Act 3, Sc. 2

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