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[jademermaid]

from azdesertrose:


When you see this in a friend's journal, quote Shakespeare!



I will not change my horse with any that treads but on four pasterns. Look, ha! He bounds from the earth as if his entrails were hairs: the flying steed, the Pegasus, with nostrils of fire! When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes.

--The Life of King Henry the Fifth

Act III. Scene VII. (French lines translated)



( I need to take new pictures of Aries, he is much bigger and prettier now!)

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[sapphirescarlet.livejournal.com]

But, soft!
What light through yonder windows breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That thou, the sun, art far more fair than she....