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by Arturo N.

How cruel faith is
To be told who to marry
And to defy the law
What a heavy burden to carry
And yet in the dark forest
Four lovers scurry about
And a lost actor now an ass
Ears hair and snout
Faries work their magic dear
Mischief now I know is near
A quarrel will be known for ages
For love, for art, for a mage it seems
For lovers, and actor, the faries
All with a Midsummer Night’s Dreams
For Shakespeare's Julius Caesar

1ST Poem
               by Nancy T.

Runs like a Tiger
Through the forest of battle.
Walks like a Bear
Helping its friend and family.
Flies like a Butterfly
And watches the bee sting.
What a friend, what a friend.
Jogs like a squirrel
And his wife dreams of his death.
Runs like a Dog
Through the forest of fear.
Guess what happens.
One of Ms. Gonder's favorite Shakespearean Sonnets


No longer, mourn for me when I am dead
Then you shall hear the surly sullen bell
Give warning to the world that I am fled
From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell:
Nay, if you read this line, remember not
The hand that writ it; for I love you so
That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot
If thinking on me then should make you woe.
O, if, I say, you look upon this verse
When I perhaps compounded am with clay,
Do not so much as my poor name rehearse.
But let your love even with my life decay,
Lest the wise world should look into your moan
And mock you with me after I am gone.

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