And here is my opinion; I don't really care.
It just irks me to no end when we come into contact. Fess up and say something.
On another academic note, I've been constantly trying to look for spots in Shakespeare. I DON'T EVEN LIKE SHAKESPEARE! Sometimes when I read a Medieval poem or a Renaissance poem, I think, "What are they talking about?" and "Huh?".
Think'st thou to seduce me then
by Thomas Campion
Think'st thou to seduce me then with words that haue no meaning?
Parats so can learne to prate, our speech by pieces gleaning :
Nurces teach their children so about the time of weaning.
Learne to speake first, then to wooe : to wooing, much pertayneth :
Hee that courts vs, wanting Arte, soon falters when he fayneth,
Lookes a-squint on his discourse, and smiles, when hee complaineth.
Skilfull Anglers hide their hookes, fit baytes for euery season ;
But with crooked pins fish thou, as babes doe that want reason ;
Gogions onely can be caught with such poore trickes of treason.
Ruth forgiue me, if I err'd, from humane hearts compassion,
When I laught sometimes too much to see thy foolish fashion :
But, alas, who lesse could doe that found so good occasion !
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