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Passive Agressive Much?

(You better act right-- otherwise I cannot be responsible for what I might do...)



Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press
My tongue-tied patience with too much disdain;
Lest sorrow lend me words and words express
The manner of my pity-wanting pain.
If I might teach thee wit, better it were,
Though not to love, yet, love, to tell me so;
As testy sick men, when their deaths be near,
No news but health from their physicians know;
For if I should despair, I should grow mad,
And in my madness might speak ill of thee:
Now this ill-wresting world is grown so bad,
Mad slanderers by mad ears believed be,
That I may not be so, nor thou belied,
Bear thine eyes straight, though thy proud heart go wide.


Hard to believe that a man who could write that way could be a normal, irritable, grumpy fallible human.

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wellinghall
Feb. 8th, 2014 05:04 pm (UTC)
A nice piece of writing - thanks for sharing it.
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