Friday, January 24, 2014

My Love Is a Fever

My sock is as a fever, longing still |My pick out is like a fever, still longing | | |For that which longer nurseth the disease, |For that which feeds the disease, | | keep on that which doth preserve the ill, |Feeding on that which prolongs the illness, | |The uncertain ail appetite to please. |All to please the unhealthy desires of the body. | |My rationalness, the cath fine artician to my love, |My originator, loves doctor, | | glowing under the collar(predicate) that his prescriptions are non kept, |Angry that I do not follow his directions, | |Hath left me , and I desperate now fissure |Has left me, and desperate I find that | |Desire is death, which physic did except. |Desire leads to death, which physic (reason) will not allow. | |Past pertain I am, now reason is past care, |Now reason is past caring, now I am past cure, | |And frantic-mad with perpetually unrest; |And I am frantic with continual unrest. | |My suppositions and my hasheesh out as madmens are, |My thoughts and my words are like a madmans, | |At random from the truth vainly expressd; |Lies foolishly verbalise; | |For I have sworn thee fair an! d thought thee bright, |For I thought you were moral and bright (shining as a star), | |Who art as black as hellhole, as aphotic as night. | alone you really are black as hell and dark as night. | Analysis  Shakespeares scathing attack upon the morals of his mistress...If you motivation to get a full essay, order it on our website: BestEssayCheap.com

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