Author: Hamlet (---.houston.res.rr.com)
Date: 09-29-05 18:51
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I never paint dreams or nightmares. I paint my own reality.
So, now I have confess\'d that he is thine,
And I my self am mortgag\'d to thy will,
Myself I\'ll forfeit, so that other mine
Thou wilt restore to be my comfort still:
But thou wilt not, nor he will not be free,
For thou art covetous, and he is kind;
He learn\'d but surety-like to write for me,
Under that bond that him as fast doth bind.
The statute of thy beauty thou wilt take,
Thou usurer, that putt\'st forth all to use,
And sue a friend came debtor for my sake;
So him I lose through my unkind abuse.
Him have I lost; thou hast both him and me:
He pays the whole, and yet am I not free.
The day is coming when a single carrot, freshly observed, will set
off a revolution.
Sometimes one pays most for the things one gets for nothing. --Albert