Sigh no more

"[She] walked towards me, directly at me, and just said 'Hi.' And then I just knew, you know, it's over with," he told Oprah.

I was thinking of how much I would love to have a Henry Tilney or a Benedick, but I never thought such a perfect man would exist, since they're fictional. But I stand corrected. Johnny Depp (and Hugh Jackman) you perfect men you!

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more,
Men were deceivers ever,
One foot in sea and one on shore,
To one thing constant never:
Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into Hey nonny, nonny.

Sing no more ditties, sing no moe,
Of dumps so dull and heavy;
The fraud of men was ever so,
Since summer first was leavy:
Then sigh not so, etc.

Like usual, I don't realize the intention or the beauty of certain writings until someone explains them to me.

This song from "Much Ado About Nothing", Shakespearean play, revels in celebration because it calls for the escape from love, from men. To be blithe and bonny, to be happy and beautiful. It's inviting women to celebrate love and caution women. To change sighs of woe to nothing, which is apparently everything. It's too deep for me to even understand.

The play is so beautiful, so much about love and life. My professor did a profound job in pushing this point upon us.