Post by penelope beaufort on Oct 27, 2008 10:09:04 GMT -5
PenelopeAimeeBeaufort
Neither a borrower, nor a lender be;
For loan oft loses both itself and friend,
And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Farewell; my blessing season this in thee![/center]
THECOMEDYOFERRORS[/b][/color]
>> old friends so do our minutes hasten to their end,
>> new friends each changing place with that which goes before,
>> close friends in sequent toil all forwards do contend.
>> circle of trust nativity once in the main of light,
>> good friends crawls to maturity, wherewith being crowned,
>> never met crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight,
>> same clique and time that gave, doth now his gift confound.
>> confidants time doth transfix the flourish set on youth,
>> best girl friend and delves the parallels in beauty's brow,
>> best guy friend feeds on the rarities of nature's truth,
>> family friend and nothing stands but for his scythe to mow.
>> on-off friends and yet to times in hope, my verse shall stand
>> friends with benefits praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. [/size]
[/ul]LOVE’SLABOURLOST[/b][/color]
>> future knowing thy heart torment me with disdain,
>> ex-good terms have put on black, and loving mourners be,
>> ex-bad terms looking with pretty ruth upon my pain.
>> crush on me and truly not the morning sun of heaven
>> crush on you better becomes the grey cheeks of the east,
>> sex-only nor that full star that ushers in the even
>> flirty friendsdoth half that glory to the sober west
>> make-out buddies as those two mourning eyes become thy face:
>> mixed feelings o let it then as well beseem thy heart
>> final to mourn for me since mourning doth thee grace,
>> fleeting glances and suit thy pity like in every part.
>> current then will I swear beauty herself is black,
>> lust and all they foul that thy complexion lack.[/color]
[/ul]MUCHADOABOUTNOTHING[/b][/color]
>> hardcore hate and for that sorrow, which I then did feel,
>> mutual dislike needs must I under my transgression bow,
>> friend turned enemy unless my nerves were brass or hammered steel.
>> frenemies for if you were by my unkindness shaken
>> i backstabbed you as I by yours, y'have passed a hell of time,
>> you backstabbed me and I a tyrant have no leisure taken
>> jealousy to weigh how once I suffered in your crime.
>> by association o that our night of woe might have remembered
>> friendly rivals my deepest sense, how hard true sorrow hits,
>> i hate you and soon to you, as you to me then tendered
>> you hate me the humble salve, which wounded bosoms fits!
>> annoyance but that your trespass now becomes a fee,
>> indifference mine ransoms yours, and yours must ransom me. [/color]
[/ul]MEASUREFORMEASURE
>> sibling hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving,
>> half-sibling o but with mine, compare thou thine own state,
>> step-sibling and thou shalt find it merits not reproving,
>> roommate/bandmate or if it do, not from those lips of thine,
>> protective of me that have profaned their scarlet ornaments,
>> protective of you and sealed false bonds of love as oft as mine,
>> practically family robbed others' beds' revenues of their rents.
>> inspiration be it lawful I love thee as thou lov'st those,
>> mentor whom thine eyes woo as mine importune thee,
>> respected root pity in thy heart that when it grows,
>> good influence thy pity may deserve to pitied be.
>> bad influence if thou dost seek to have what thou dost hide,
>> other-specify by self-example mayst thou be denied. [/color]
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ALL'SWELLTHATENDSWELL
[/b][/color]and this is the place where the creator of this plot [caseyy of white pages] gets to prattle on
and on about what the rules for using this plot are, plus where she got all the stuff for it.
color blending is from the fabulous color blender that everyone uses, but actual colors were
taken from this image. the sonnets are all from shakespeare, i don't remember what
numbers and i'm sorry for that. if you care enough you can search all 154 until you find
these exact four. the titles of each section [including this one] are all plays/collections of
poems by shakespeare himself. now for the actual rules. one, if this credit is taken off, i will
come after you in the name of all literary nerds and beat you over the head with a dictionary.
please provide at least two relationships, and use the code provided exactly, no editing or adding
in random things that aren't needed. quote the original post to get the colors, it makes everything
look nice and pretty and i like it when things are nice and pretty. make your history at least
one solid paragraph of eight to ten sentences, more is always welcome and better. you must
pick the relationships!! if you simply put 'whatever you wan't, you're going to get 'nothing'.
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