And I'll still stay, to have thee still forget,
Forgetting any other home but this.
Forgetting any other home but this.
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My dear?
It is my soul that calls upon my name:
How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,
Like softest music to attending ears!
A thousand times the worse, to want thy light.
Love goes toward love, as schoolboys from
their books,
But love from love, toward school with heavy looks.
So thrive my soul
O blessed, blessed night! I am afeard . (afraid)
Being in night, all this is but a dream,
Too flattering-sweet to be substantial.
(posts not in the non-school forum as they don't count)
(...need more posts =[)
(tis not there, maybe 500 posts with the status executive member will allow it)
(then it will be 9:44 pm till 9:49pm?)
O blessed, blessed night! I am afeard . (afraid)
Being in night, all this is but a dream,
Too flattering-sweet to be substantial.
Wouldst thou withdraw it? for what purpose, love?
The exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine.
(tis a fairytale, tis to be believed, thine eyes be the witness of deja vu)
O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied? (will you leave me unentertained!!!!!! zomg think back to that night lil-juliet)
If my heart's dear love
What shall I swear by?
Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear
That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops
did u get my rep? -
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