WtF iS wRoNg WiD u PpL?????? (601 hits)
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Submitted by magical_invisible_torso_man <treehugga.at.hotmail.com> (View user info) at 2004-05-10 08:54:42 EDT
OR Love nor Fate dare I accuse
For that my love did me refuse,
But oh! mine own unworthiness
That durst presume so mickle bliss.
It was too much for me to love
A man so like the gods above:
An angel's shape, a saint-like voice,
Are too divine for human choice.
Oh had I wisely given my heart
For to have loved him but in part;
Sought only to enjoy his face,
Or any one peculiar grace
Of foot, of hand, of lip, or eye,--
I might have lived where now I die:
But I, presuming all to choose,
Am now condemned all to lose.
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Submitted by conrad (user info) at 2004-05-10 12:38:27 EDT (#)
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Plagiarist! The archaic English kind of gave it away - "mickle" is hardly common parlance these days.
Submitted by Caulaincourt (user info) at 2004-05-10 12:03:16 EDT (#)
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You just shat, did you ?
Submitted by Circe (user info) at 2004-05-10 10:40:42 EDT (#)
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Richard Brome's 'Humility'.
Unless you're Richard Brome, who I believe died in the 1650's, give credit where it's due.
Submitted by spacemonkey (user info) at 2004-05-10 10:17:40 EDT (#)
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your poem blows
Submitted by youarsoghey (user info) at 2004-05-10 09:42:36 EDT (#)
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Uhhhhhhh yeh.