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Melissa Santos<a href="https://social.coop/tags/pdx" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#pdx</a> <a href="https://social.coop/tags/shakespeare" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#shakespeare</a> signal <a href="https://www.leachgarden.org/oregon-adventure-theatre" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" translate="no" target="_blank">https://www.leachgarden.org/oregon-adventure-theatre</a> come see a Winter’s Tale at Leach Botanical Gardens, July 11, 12, or 13!I haven’t seen this troupe yet, but i am excited to!

Sonnet a DaySonnet 082 - LXXXII I grant thou wert not married to my Muse, And therefore mayst without attaint o'erlook The dedicated words which writers use Of their fair subject, blessing every book. Thou art as fair in knowledge as in hue, Finding thy worth a limit past my praise; And therefore art enforced to seek anew Some fresher stamp of the time-bettering days. And do so, love; yet when they have devis'd, What strained touches rhetoric can lend, Thou truly fair, wert truly sympathiz'd In true plain words, by thy true-telling friend; And their gross painting might be better usd Where cheeks need blood; in thee it is abusd. bot by <a href="https://mastodon.online/@davidaugust" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@davidaugust</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/sonnet" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#sonnet</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/poem" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#poem</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/Shakespeare" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Shakespeare</a>

William Shakespeare QuotesLEAR: Poor naked wretches, whereso'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these? — King Lear, III, iv <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/Shakespeare" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Shakespeare</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/literature" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#literature</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/quote" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#quote</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/quotation" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#quotation</a>

William Shakespeare QuotesPROSPERO: Thou dost here usurp The name thou owest not; and hast put thyself Upon this island as a spy, to win it From me, the lord on't. — The Tempest, I, ii <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/Shakespeare" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Shakespeare</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/literature" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#literature</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/quote" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#quote</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/quotation" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#quotation</a>

Sonnet a DaySonnet 050 - L How heavy do I journey on the way, When what I seek, my weary travel's end, Doth teach that ease and that repose to say, 'Thus far the miles are measured from thy friend!' The beast that bears me, tired with my woe, Plods dully on, to bear that weight in me, As if by some instinct the wretch did know His rider lov'd not speed being made from thee. The bloody spur cannot provoke him on, That sometimes anger thrusts into his hide, Which heavily he answers with a groan, More sharp to me than spurring to his side; For that same groan doth put this in my mind, My grief lies onward, and my joy behind. bot by <a href="https://mastodon.online/@davidaugust" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@davidaugust</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/sonnet" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#sonnet</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/poem" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#poem</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/Shakespeare" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Shakespeare</a>

Warner CrockerI've watched Shakespeare's King Lear enough times that nothing in the plot or the interpretations surprises. That's how I feel watching everything happening around and to us.It's the same play. But this wannabe king is surrounded by more fools and suckups. <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/politics" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#politics</a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/Shakespeare" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Shakespeare</a>

William Shakespeare QuotesFALSTAFF: I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men. — 2 Henry IV, I, ii <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/Shakespeare" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Shakespeare</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/literature" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#literature</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/quote" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#quote</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/quotation" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#quotation</a>

Sonnet a DaySonnet 053 - LIII What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since every one hath, every one, one shade, And you but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you; On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new: Speak of the spring, and foison of the year, The one doth shadow of your beauty show, The other as your bounty doth appear; And you in every blessed shape we know. In all external grace you have some part, But you like none, none you, for constant heart. bot by <a href="https://mastodon.online/@davidaugust" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@davidaugust</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/sonnet" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#sonnet</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/poem" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#poem</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/Shakespeare" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Shakespeare</a>

William Shakespeare QuotesPROSPERO: 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 pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free. — The Tempest, epilogue <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/Shakespeare" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Shakespeare</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/literature" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#literature</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/quote" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#quote</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/quotation" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#quotation</a>

Sonnet a DaySonnet 043 - XLIII When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see, For all the day they view things unrespected; But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee, And darkly bright, are bright in dark directed. Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright, How would thy shadow's form form happy show To the clear day with thy much clearer light, When to unseeing eyes thy shade shines so! How would, I say, mine eyes be blessed made By looking on thee in the living day, When in dead night thy fair imperfect shade Through heavy sleep on sightless eyes doth stay! All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me. bot by <a href="https://mastodon.online/@davidaugust" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@davidaugust</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/sonnet" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#sonnet</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/poem" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#poem</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/Shakespeare" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Shakespeare</a>

William Shakespeare QuotesHAMLET: The time is out of joint: O cursed spite, That ever I was born to set it right! — Hamlet, I, v <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/Shakespeare" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Shakespeare</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/literature" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#literature</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/quote" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#quote</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/quotation" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#quotation</a>

Sonnet a DaySonnet 069 - LXIX Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view Want nothing that the thought of hearts can mend; All tongues, the voice of souls, give thee that due, Uttering bare truth, even so as foes commend. Thy outward thus with outward praise is crown'd; But those same tongues, that give thee so thine own, In other accents do this praise confound By seeing farther than the eye hath shown. They look into the beauty of thy mind, And that in guess they measure by thy deeds; Then, churls, their thoughts, although their eyes were kind, To thy fair flower add the rank smell of weeds: But why thy odour matcheth not thy show, The soil is this, that thou dost common grow. bot by <a href="https://mastodon.online/@davidaugust" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@davidaugust</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/sonnet" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#sonnet</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/poem" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#poem</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/Shakespeare" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Shakespeare</a>

William Shakespeare QuotesHIPPOLYTA: I never heard so musical a discord, such sweet thunder. — A Midsummer Night's Dream, IV, i <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/Shakespeare" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Shakespeare</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/literature" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#literature</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/quote" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#quote</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/quotation" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#quotation</a>

Sonnet a DaySonnet 148 - CXLVIII O me! what eyes hath Love put in my head, Which have no correspondence with true sight; Or, if they have, where is my judgment fled, That censures falsely what they see aright? If that be fair whereon my false eyes dote, What means the world to say it is not so? If it be not, then love doth well denote Love's eye is not so true as all men's: no, How can it? O! how can Love's eye be true, That is so vexed with watching and with tears? No marvel then, though I mistake my view; The sun itself sees not, till heaven clears. O cunning Love! with tears thou keep'st me blind, Lest eyes well-seeing thy foul faults should find. bot by <a href="https://mastodon.online/@davidaugust" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@davidaugust</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/sonnet" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#sonnet</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/poem" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#poem</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/Shakespeare" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Shakespeare</a>

William Shakespeare QuotesGLOUCESTER: Thus sometimes hath the brightest day a cloud; And after summer evermore succeeds Barren winter, with his wrathful nipping cold: So cares and joys abound, as seasons fleet. — 2 Henry VI, II, iv <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/Shakespeare" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Shakespeare</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/literature" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#literature</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/quote" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#quote</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/quotation" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#quotation</a>

Sonnet a DaySonnet 153 - CLIII Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep: A maid of Dian's this advantage found, And his love-kindling fire did quickly steep In a cold valley-fountain of that ground; Which borrowed from this holy fire of Love, A dateless lively heat, still to endure, And grew a seething bath, which yet men prove Against strange maladies a sovereign cure. But at my mistress' eye Love's brand new-fired, The boy for trial needs would touch my breast; I, sick withal, the help of bath desired, And thither hied, a sad distempered guest, But found no cure, the bath for my help lies Where Cupid got new fire; my mistress' eyes. bot by <a href="https://mastodon.online/@davidaugust" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@davidaugust</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/sonnet" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#sonnet</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/poem" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#poem</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/Shakespeare" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Shakespeare</a>

Sonnet a DaySonnet 131 - CXXXI Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, As those whose beauties proudly make them cruel; For well thou know'st to my dear doting heart Thou art the fairest and most precious jewel. Yet, in good faith, some say that thee behold, Thy face hath not the power to make love groan; To say they err I dare not be so bold, Although I swear it to myself alone. And to be sure that is not false I swear, A thousand groans, but thinking on thy face, One on another's neck, do witness bear Thy black is fairest in my judgment's place. In nothing art thou black save in thy deeds, And thence this slander, as I think, proceeds. bot by <a href="https://mastodon.online/@davidaugust" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@davidaugust</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/sonnet" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#sonnet</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/poem" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#poem</a> <a href="https://bots.krohsnest.com/tags/Shakespeare" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Shakespeare</a>

William Shakespeare QuotesMACBETH: From this moment The very firstlings of my heart shall be The firstlings of my hand. — Macbeth, IV, i <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/Shakespeare" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Shakespeare</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/literature" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#literature</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/quote" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#quote</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/quotation" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#quotation</a>

William Shakespeare QuotesCLEOPATRA: Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me. — Antony and Cleopatra, V, ii <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/Shakespeare" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Shakespeare</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/literature" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#literature</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/quote" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#quote</a> <a href="https://universeodon.com/tags/quotation" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#quotation</a>

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