Sonnet 29 - About "the trade"

lena423

lena423

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Sonnet 29

i have been looking for the right words to express how i have been feeling over the last month about the webber trade. so i turned to the one person who made the expression of words an art. i think this sonnet pretty much sums it up for me.

When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf Heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featur'd like him, like him with friends possess'd,
Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least:
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee,--and then my state
(Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven's gate;
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings'.

[font=arial,helvetica]------William Shakespeare [/font]
 
VF21

VF21

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Nice find.

As of today, I think it's time to put Chris Webber into the NBA forum or in the Lounge - just as we do with any other former King. We have to look forward to future glories with the players we have now.

So, with that said, I'm moving the thread. Maybe other people can also find pieces to fit their feelings.

:D

GO KINGS!!!!!
 
The Freak

The Freak

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I think sonnet 109 is a good fit also.
I had to memorize this sonnet for Lit class. it just came to me right now ;)


O, never say that I was false of heart,
Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify.
As easy might I from myself depart
As from my soul, which in thy breast doth lie:
That is my home of love: if I have ranged,
Like him that travels I return again,
Just to the time, not with the time exchanged,
So that myself bring water for my stain.
Never believe, though in my nature reign'd
All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood,
That it could so preposterously be stain'd,
To leave for nothing all thy sum of good;
For nothing this wide universe I call,
Save thou, my rose; in it thou art my all.
 
PixelPusher

PixelPusher

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"the play's the thing [size=-1]W[/size]herein I'll catch the conscience of the king." - Prince Hamlet of Denmark's commentary on the Pick and Rolls employed by the Kings offense.
 
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