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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>KISS ME KATE! (for Helen)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A Blazon sonnet? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">That’s the one an<br>Elizabethan lover</div><div style="margin:10px 0">would turn his<br>Elizabethan Miss</div><div style="margin:10px 0">into a <br>list</div><div style="margin:10px 0">itemise her attributes<br>(hidden or otherwise) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">& tick ‘em off<br>bit by bit</div><div style="margin:10px 0">like a ledger clerk<br>closing an account.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the colour<br>of her eyes<br>(always had to be blue) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">to the colour of her<br>hair(always a blonde) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">from toes to tit<br>in one hit.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sincere...not<br>the least little bit! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yawn...stop me if you have heard this one! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A fashion accessory<br>for the gay young blade about town</div><div style="margin:10px 0">already fallen out of fashion<br>before it had barely begun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Oi...darling! ”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Yeah...you love! ”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Get your ruff on<br>...you’ve pulled! ”</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> “I got 14 lines<br>Petrarchan or Shakespearean</div><div style="margin:10px 0">...know wot I mean? ! ”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And a clever<br>clearheaded Elizabethan lady</div><div style="margin:10px 0">would more than likely<br>(but politely) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">tell ‘em</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Oh...f***est thou<br>off! ”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">******<br>As Shakes puts it in Sonnet 106</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, <br>Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shakey also turned the blazon upside down in his famous sonnet 130: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun, <br>Coral is far more red than her lips' red, <br>If snow be white, why then her breast are dun; <br>If hairs be wires, blackwires grow on her head.<br>I have seen roses, damask'd red and white, <br>But no such rose see I in her cheeks; <br>And in some perfumes is there more delight<br>Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.<br>I love to hear her speak, - yet well I know<br>That music hath a far more pleasing sound; <br>I grant I never saw a goddess go, -<br>My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground: <br>And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare<br>As any she belied with false compare!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=D%C3%B3nall+Dempsey">Dónall Dempsey</a><div class=q>
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That’s the one an
Elizabethan lover

would turn his
Elizabethan Miss

into a 
list

itemise her attributes
(hidden or otherwise) 

& tick ‘em off
bit by bit

like a ledger clerk
closing an account.

From the colour
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