Post by Elladora Black on Sept 6, 2012 3:30:30 GMT 1
Who will believe my verse in time to come
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To me, fair friend, you never can be old,
For as you were when first your eye I ey'd,
Such seems your beauty still
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Be, as thy presence is, gracious and kind,
Or to thyself at least kind-hearted prove
Or to thyself at least kind-hearted prove
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Her family (most of them anyway)[/ul]
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My glass shall not persuade me I am old,
So long as youth and thou are of one date;
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Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest
Now is the time that face should form another;
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Have you read the rules?
Rp sample:
Today was another beautiful day at Hogwarts. Except when she was in classes, she had spent the day with her fourteen year old sister Adaia. Now however, her sister had gone to spend time with her own friends, and Aria was headed to the office of Professor Rowena Ravenclaw, her role model. It was her dream to make a name for herself based on her own abilities, and her own ideas, rather than her family's or husband's, just as her head of house had. Though she did not necessarily want to do so in the same way. Though she wouldn't mind apprenticing under one of the professors here for Potions.
As she reached the door to her founder's office she shifted her books to one hand and knocked. She had heard that other schools would be coming to Hogwarts to participate in some sort of tournament, though she did not know much about it. Perhaps if she asked her Head of House would tell her? It was worth a try. When she heard her professor's voice from inside she smiled and opened the door. "Good afternoon Professor Ravenclaw. How are you this fine day?" She asked the woman formally as she approached her desk. As with her parents, being around Rowena Ravenclaw always prompted her to be on her best behavior, probably because she did not want to embarrass herself in front of someone she held in such high esteem.
If my slight muse do please these curious days,
The pain be mine, but thine shall be the praise
The form was made by Malena. The lines are taken from Shakespeare's sonnets. Feel free to edit the application if you want to, but please don't remove the credits
