Regina 🪻

In me thou seest the twilight of such day 
As after sunset fadeth in the west, 
Which by and by black night doth take away, 
Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. Sonnet 73 #ShakespeareSunday

When, spite of cormorant devouring Time, 
The endeavor of this present breath may buy 
That honour which shall bate his scythe's keen edge 
And make us heirs of all eternity. Love’s Labour’s Lost 1.1 #ShakespeareSunday

Lie where the light foam of the sea may beat 
Thy grave-stone daily. Timon of Athens 4.3 #ShakespeareSunday

The sea hath bounds, but deep desire hath none. Venus and Adonis #ShakespeareSunday

The bay-trees in our country are all wither'd 
And meteors fright the fixed stars of heaven; 
The pale-faced moon looks bloody on the earth 
And lean-look'd prophets whisper fearful change. 
These signs forerun the death or fall of kings. Richard II 2.4 #ShakespeareSunday

How long a time lies in one little word! 
Four lagging winters and four wanton springs 
End in a word: such is the breath of kings. Richard II 1.3 #ShakespeareSunday

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Where hateful death put on his ugliest mask 
To fright our party. Henry IV Part II 1.1 #ShakespeareSunday

Give me some wine, and let me speak a little. Antony and Cleopatra 4.15 #ShakespeareSunday

@HarryPlusSmith @_Sowellsista_ Fingerless gloves?

@ReginaD83 @_Sowellsista_ Do you think they’d make the glove equivalent of a push-up bra?

@HarryPlusSmith @_Sowellsista_

@_Sowellsista_ I can’t sit idle while predatory women oppress sensitive young men #freethehand

@_Sowellsista_ My hands are so small and delicate. 😔

'I'll call for pen and ink, and write my mind' William Shakespeare was born #onthisday in 1564 and died #onthisday in 1616. This is our memorial to him in Poets' Corner, which stands alongside those to more than a hundred of our greatest writers. #ShakespearesBirthday

When proud-pied April dress'd in all his trim 
Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing. Sonnet 98 #ShakespeareSunday

@_Sowellsista_ Gas is going up again. 😣

Till candles and starlight and moonshine be out. Merry Wives of Windsor 5.5 #ShakespeareSunday

How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! 
Here will we sit and let the sounds of music 
Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night 
Become the touches of sweet harmony. Merchant of Venice 5.1 #ShakespeareSunday

@_Sowellsista_ They want to be her.

Good Doctor Pinch, you are a conjurer; 
Establish him in his true sense again, 
And I will please you what you will demand. Comedy of Errors 4.4 #ShakespeareSunday