I must be sad when I have cause and smile
at no man's jests, eat when I have stomach and wait
for no man's leisure, sleep when I am drowsy and
tend on no man's business, laugh when I am merry and
claw no man in his humour...
I had rather be a canker in a hedge than a rose in
his grace, and it better fits my blood to be
disdained of all than to fashion a carriage to rob
love from any: in this, though I cannot be said to
be a flattering honest man, it must not be denied
but I am a plain-dealing villain. I am trusted with
a muzzle and enfranchised with a clog; therefore I
have decreed not to sing in my cage. If I had my
mouth, I would bite; if I had my liberty, I would do
my liking: in the meantime let me be that I am and
seek not to alter me.
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Date: 10/1/04 07:46 pm (UTC)Do I really manage to hold on another week before talking to her again in any incarnation? Well, I must be strong. If a two-week interval is my personal test for non-addiction, then a two-week interval it will have to be... And I can always talk to you.
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Date: 10/1/04 07:52 pm (UTC)And Tere is pleased that you love her...
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Date: 10/1/04 08:02 pm (UTC)