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Sonnet 55 by William Shakespeare (read by Deborah Findlay)

Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme;
But you shall shine more bright in these contents
Than unswept stone, besmear’d with sluttish time.

When wasteful war shall statues overturn,
And broils root out the work of masonry,
Nor Mars his sword, nor war’s quick fire shall burn
The living record of your memory.

‘Gainst death, and all oblivious enmity
Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room
Even in the eyes of all posterity
That wear this world out to the ending doom.

  So, till the judgment that yourself arise,
  You live in this, and dwell in lovers’ eyes.


Source: Festival of Love, 2014

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BIG OOF LET’S SEE

Sangyeon: Benvolio (Romeo and Juliet)

Hyunjae: Beatrice (Much Ado About Nothing)

Jacob: Don Pedro (Much Ado About Nothing)

Younghoon: Bassanio (The Merchant of Venice)

Juyeon: Ferdinand (The Tempest)

Kevin: Benedick (Much Ado About Nothing)

New: Rosalind (As You Like It)

Q: Laertes (Hamlet)

Juhaknyeon: Puck (A Midsummer Night’s Dream)

Sunwoo: Mercutio (Romeo and Juliet)

Eric: Touchstone (As You Like It)

THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR THIS ASK AND FOR ALLOWING ME TO COMBINE MY LOVE OF SHAKESPEARE WITH MY LOVE FOR THE BOYZ ❤💜💙💚

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thinking about when we did romeo and juliet for english when i was 13 and my immediate reaction was going “oh yeah mercutio’s definitely bi” even though my other friends were like “uhh… i can’t see it”

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Sonnet 92 by William Shakespeare (read by Sir Patrick Stewart)

But do thy worst to steal thyself away,
For term of life thou art assured mine;
And life no longer than thy love will stay,
For it depends upon that love of thine.

Then need I not to fear the worst of wrongs,
When in the least of them my life hath end.
I see a better state to me belongs
Than that which on thy humour doth depend:

Thou canst not vex me with inconstant mind,
Since that my life on thy revolt doth lie.
O what a happy title do I find,
Happy to have thy love, happy to die!

   But what’s so blessed-fair that fears no blot?
   Thou mayst be false, and yet I know it not.

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