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Mar. 17, 2006 - Sonnet 14

Not From The Stars Do I My Judgement Pluck

By William Shakespeare

Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck,

And yet methinks I have astronomy;

But not to tell of good or evil luck,

Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons' quality;

Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell,

Pointing to each his thunder, rain, and wind,
Or say with princes if it shall go well

By oft predict that I in heaven find.

But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,

And, constant stars, in them I read such art

As truth and beauty shall together thrive

If from thyself to store thou wouldst convert:
Or else of thee this I prognosticate,

Thy end is truth's and beauty's doom and date.

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Mar. 15, 2006 - Another Monolouge

BlackPearl93 got the answer right. It was Act 3 scene 2 Julius Caesar and Mark Antony said it. Yay!!! I owe you a garbage can full of money =P. But lets see which peoples know this monologue. What play is this from and who said it? Yes it is a Shakespeare play and I had to memorize this once. Here is is:

I left no ring with her. What means this lady?

Fortune forbid my outside have not charmed her.

She made good view of me; indeed, so much

That, as methought, her eyes had lost her tongue,

For she did speak in starts distractedly.

She loves me sure; the cunning of her passion

Invites me in this churlish messenger.

None of my lord's ring? Why, he sent her none.

I am the man. If it be so, as 'tis,

Poor lady, she were better love a dream.

Disguise, I see thou art a wickedness

Wherein the pregnant enemy does much.

How easy is it for the proper false

In women's waxen hearts to set their forms!

Alas, our frailty is the cause, not we,

For such as we are made of, such we be.

How will this fadge? My master loves her dearly;

And I poor monster fond as much on him;

And she mistaken seems to dote on me.

What will become of this? As I am man,

My state is desperate for my master's love.

As I am woman now alas the day!,

What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia breathe?

O Time, thou must untangle this, not I;

It is too hard a knot for me t' untie.

Got any ideas on the answer???

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Mar. 14, 2006 - Brutus is evil!!!!!!!

Can sum1 guess which Shakespeare play this monologue is from? If you guess it right I'll give you a garbage can filled with money =P. The line is:

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;

I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.

The evil that men do lives after them,

The good is oft interred with their bones;

So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus

Hath told you Caesar was ambitious.

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,

And greviously hath Caesar answered it.

Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest-

For Brutus is an honorable man;

So are they all, all honorable men-

Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.

He was my friend, faithful and just to me;

But Brutus says he was ambitious,

And Brutus is an honorable man.

He hath brought many captives home to Rome,

Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:

Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?

When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept,

Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:

Yet Brutus says he was ambitious,

And Brutus is an honorable man.

You all did see that on the Lupercal

I thrice presented him a kingly crown,

Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition?

Yet Brutus says he was ambitous,

And sure he is an honorable man.

I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,

But here I am to speak what I do know.

You all did love him once, not without cause;

What cause witholds you then to mourn for him?

O judgement! thou art fked to brutish beasts,

And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;

My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar,

And I must pause till it come back to me.

Actually it will be 2 easy to guess which play this came from. Guess the play and the person in the play who said this. Also I'll give you to garbage cans filled with money if you can tell me what it means =D!!! Vault rocks!!!

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Mar. 12, 2006 - Sonnet 130

My Misstress' Eye Are Nothing Like The Sun

(By William Shaskeaspare)

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;

Coral is far more red than her lips' red;

If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;

If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,

But no such roses see I in her cheeks;

And in some perfumes is there more delight

Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.

I love to hear her speak, yet well I know

That music hath a far more pleasing sound;

I grant I never saw a goddess go;

My mistress when she walks treads on the ground.

And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare

As any she belied with false compare.

I think it was kinda mean that Shakespeare said that but I love sonnets so yea! Awesomeness!!!

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Mar. 11, 2006 - Hello...

Sorry I was like really cwazy on my last blog but yea. I like being cwazy! I'm tired now. I'll post the stuff I promised to post 2morrow okie? L8trs!

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Mar. 11, 2006 - AWESOMENESS!!!

If your wondering why I made dis account its cuz I love vault! Also I'm just going to write my favorite things by Shakespeare and other really cool play writers that I love. If your wondering what vault is, its the best energy soda in the world!!! If you dont by vault at least 3 time this year I will soo u 4 $5.00! Drink vault! It rocks! Also my other account where I'm less crazy is www.homeschoolblogger.com/twiggypop . But dats me when I'm my not insane self. I LIKE BEING INSANE!!!

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