Post by Larentina Eliza Baros on Jun 6, 2011 5:06:04 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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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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Rp sample:Candice sighed as she walked out of the castle to the courtyard. She has been doing some studying last night and was seriously frustrated with her performance in the class today. Lately she has been stressing herself with school works and such. It wasn't like she did not enjoy it but sometimes she thinks too much that she forgets how to have a little bit of fun. She also noticed that she is missing out on things around her. It made her frown a bit.
Looking around she saw a familiar face sitting by the bench munching on what it seems like a half eaten sandwich. It was her cousin Estella. Her frown turned into a smile and she happily skipped to the bench. "hey hey!" She said this as she sat next to Estella. [/blockquote]
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
