Presented my english IB oral today finally! i got a 98% too, tho after that john and min started giving me crap about... nvm i wont elaborate heheh
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Your poem reminds me of a part from one of Shakespeare's plays:
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. Sir, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patens of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins; Such harmony is in immortal souls, But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it. - The Merchant of Venice (Lorenzo)
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that is an interesting poem. :o
Congrats on your english oral. And your good placing on tennis. Even tho I told you that myself. XD *attack*
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Dang it, I just commented again.
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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.
Sir, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven
Is thick inlaid with patens of bright gold.
There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st
But in his motion like an angel sings,
Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins;
Such harmony is in immortal souls,
But whilst this muddy vesture of decay
Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.
- The Merchant of Venice (Lorenzo)
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