lördag 20 juni 2009

A sin or something

No life. Ringde pappa i morse och han sa att eftersom det regnat så mycket kunde vi inte harva idag. Blö. Jag kunde sovit en timme extra. Kunde iochförsig inte åkt med Kim till Lund eftersom harvandet blir av imorgon istället. Men nästan. Blö.
Kyckling o tacosgratäng ftw x)

He jests at scars that never felt a wound


ROMEO
[To JULIET] If I profane with my unworthiest hand
This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:
My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand
To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.

JULIET
Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,
Which mannerly devotion shows in this;
For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,
And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.

ROMEO
Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?

JULIET
Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.

ROMEO
O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;
They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.

JULIET
Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.

ROMEO
Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.
Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged.

JULIET
Then have my lips the sin that they have took.

ROMEO
Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!
Give me my sin again.

JULIET
You kiss by the book.

Broder Daniel - No time for us
//There is no time for us

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