Gratuitous... Lyrical... Prose?
Sep. 19th, 2005 11:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thezSad but true: I did not realize until just tonight that "The Tempest" was Shakespeare's last play. This is cool, because it makes my favorite bit o' Shakespearean monologue all the more stirring.
Now my charms I've overthrown
And what strength I have's mine own
Which is most faint now, 'tis true
I must be here confined by you
Or sent to Naples, let me not
Since I have my dukedom got
And pardoned the deceiver, dwell
In this bare island by your spell
But release me from my bonds
With the help of your good hands
Gentle breath of yours my sails
Must fill or else my project fails
Which was to please, now I want
Spirits to enforce, art to enchant
And my ending is despair
Unless I be relieved by prayer
Which pierces so that it assaults
Mercy itself and frees all faults
As you from crimes would pardoned be
Let your indulgence set me free
That might not be 100% accurate, because it's ALL FROM MEMORY BABY. I am pleased with myself.
Driving home from work last night, I saw a pair of wild javelinas trotting along through the edge of the neighborhood. My response was a most undignified "Eeeee! Piggies!" Had I not had school today, I would have followed them (at a safe distance) around all night to be sure that they made it back into the desert without being squished into road bacon, because the thought of road bacon makes me sad. I much prefer grocery store bacon.
QUESTION FOR THE AUDIENCE: am I crazy, or was there once an unwritten rule that one does not use pencils in college? Pens were to be used, and if one made a mistake, one crossed it out instead of erasing it completely. I could swear that this used to be the case, but it seems that it's not the case any longer. The fellow I share a desk with in math is living testament to the changing times, shaking the table as he erases EVERY TWO FUCKING MINUTES. THIS IS NOT HYPERBOLE. GOOD LORD, I wanted to smack him and shout "HEY, you're in college now. USE A GODDAMNED PEN," but upon looking around the class I saw that most other people were using pencils as well, and guessed that my exclamation would only be met with confusion.
STOP ERASING YOU MOTHERFUCKERS.
That is to say... um, I love you all? Okay, yeah, sure!
Now my charms I've overthrown
And what strength I have's mine own
Which is most faint now, 'tis true
I must be here confined by you
Or sent to Naples, let me not
Since I have my dukedom got
And pardoned the deceiver, dwell
In this bare island by your spell
But release me from my bonds
With the help of your good hands
Gentle breath of yours my sails
Must fill or else my project fails
Which was to please, now I want
Spirits to enforce, art to enchant
And my ending is despair
Unless I be relieved by prayer
Which pierces so that it assaults
Mercy itself and frees all faults
As you from crimes would pardoned be
Let your indulgence set me free
That might not be 100% accurate, because it's ALL FROM MEMORY BABY. I am pleased with myself.
Driving home from work last night, I saw a pair of wild javelinas trotting along through the edge of the neighborhood. My response was a most undignified "Eeeee! Piggies!" Had I not had school today, I would have followed them (at a safe distance) around all night to be sure that they made it back into the desert without being squished into road bacon, because the thought of road bacon makes me sad. I much prefer grocery store bacon.
QUESTION FOR THE AUDIENCE: am I crazy, or was there once an unwritten rule that one does not use pencils in college? Pens were to be used, and if one made a mistake, one crossed it out instead of erasing it completely. I could swear that this used to be the case, but it seems that it's not the case any longer. The fellow I share a desk with in math is living testament to the changing times, shaking the table as he erases EVERY TWO FUCKING MINUTES. THIS IS NOT HYPERBOLE. GOOD LORD, I wanted to smack him and shout "HEY, you're in college now. USE A GODDAMNED PEN," but upon looking around the class I saw that most other people were using pencils as well, and guessed that my exclamation would only be met with confusion.
STOP ERASING YOU MOTHERFUCKERS.
That is to say... um, I love you all? Okay, yeah, sure!