i think Lit is really cool.
like seriously, i like the subject!
i get totally awed when the teacher finishes explaining
the true meaning of the poem.
i think poets are the most romantic people on Earth.
so be one to impress me.you'll get extra points. *ahem*

As virtuous men pass wildly away,
And whisper to their souls to go,
Whilst some of their sad friends do say,
"Now his breath goes," and some say, "No."

So let us melt, and make no noise,
No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move;
'Twere profanation of out joys
To tell the laity our love.

Moving of th' earth brings harms and fears;
Men reckon what it did, and meant;
But trepidation of the spheres,
Though greater fear, is innocent.

Dull sublunary lovers' love
-whose soul is sense-cannot admit
Of absence, 'cause it doth remove
The thing which elemented it

But we by a love so much refined,
That ourselves know what it is,
Inter-assured of the mind,
Care less, eyes, lips and hands to miss.

Our two souls therefore, which are one,
Though i must go, endure not yet
a breach, but an expansion,
Like gold to aery thinness beat.

If they be tow, they are two so
As stiff twin compasses are two;
Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if th' other do.

And though it in the centre sit,
Yet, when the other far doth roam,
It leans, and hearkens after it,
And grows erect, as that comes home.

Such wilt thou be to me, who must,
Like th' other foot, obliquely run;
Thy firmness makes my circle just,
And makes me end where i begun.

See, the magic of poetry. awwwwww.

the name's cheryl.
urh huh
soon seventeen

a lady that is striving to dwell in the house of the Lord
who is learning to see God's greater purpose for her
who wakes up and learns to be thankful for her blessings.

i think Lit is really cool.
like seriously, i like the subject!
i get totally awed when the teacher finishes explaining
the true meaning of the poem.
i think poets are the most romantic people on Earth.
so be one to impress me.you'll get extra points. *ahem*

As virtuous men pass wildly away,
And whisper to their souls to go,
Whilst some of their sad friends do say,
"Now his breath goes," and some say, "No."

So let us melt, and make no noise,
No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move;
'Twere profanation of out joys
To tell the laity our love.

Moving of th' earth brings harms and fears;
Men reckon what it did, and meant;
But trepidation of the spheres,
Though greater fear, is innocent.

Dull sublunary lovers' love
-whose soul is sense-cannot admit
Of absence, 'cause it doth remove
The thing which elemented it

But we by a love so much refined,
That ourselves know what it is,
Inter-assured of the mind,
Care less, eyes, lips and hands to miss.

Our two souls therefore, which are one,
Though i must go, endure not yet
a breach, but an expansion,
Like gold to aery thinness beat.

If they be tow, they are two so
As stiff twin compasses are two;
Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if th' other do.

And though it in the centre sit,
Yet, when the other far doth roam,
It leans, and hearkens after it,
And grows erect, as that comes home.

Such wilt thou be to me, who must,
Like th' other foot, obliquely run;
Thy firmness makes my circle just,
And makes me end where i begun.

See, the magic of poetry. awwwwww.

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% amalina.
% vague memories.
% annie.
% andre.
% ben.
% cherylseng.
% charmiane.
% dino.
% daniel.
% derrick.
% felicia.
% ferdi.
% gwen.
% gladys.
% gina.
% grace.
% huiyu.
% hezwan.
% huina.
% jason.
% jane.
% jasmine.
% julin.
% jude.
% jennifer.
% joel.
% joei.
% jiahao.
% jiggsters.
% jolene.
% khai.
% kailin.
% kuangyu.
% kenyon.
% liyana.
% leonard.
% luqman.
% munir
% mark.
% manda.
% michelle.
% mingzhen.
nicholas.
% pamela.
% peifen.
% peiyi.
% ridwan
% rebecca.
% rosalin.
% samantha.
% siti.
% shinna.
% sindy.
% stickman.
% susanna.
% tracy.
% valeryfong.
% vanessa.
% wenting.
% wusheng.
% xiaolaura.
% youjing.
% yingying.
% 2E1'05



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