Τρίτη, 11 Ιανουαρίου 2011

Romeo and Juliet


ROMEO:


She speaks. O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.



-----Romeo and Juliet | Act II, Scene II

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