Monster Essays - 12th Night Explication
12th Night Explication
I left no ring with her. What means this lady?
Fortune forbid my outside have not charmed her!
She made good view of me, indeed so much
That sure methought her eyes had lost her tongue,
For she did speak in starts distractedly.
She loves me, sure! The cunning Twelfth Night Explication
of her passion
Invites me in this churlish messenger.
None of my lord's ring? Why, he sent her none.
I am the man. If it be so -as 'tis-
Poor lady! She were better love a dream.
Disguise, I see, though art a wickedness
Wherein the pregnant enemy does much.
How easy is it for the proper false
In women's waxen hearts to....
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