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Scene 13 - Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.
Dec 23, 2008 23:54
What manner of enchantment dost lie upon City this night? Youth is aged and aged, youth. Shall sun be moon now also, and lark sing at dusk and nightingale bring in the dawn (
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head_chef
December 24 2008, 05:11:16 UTC
You talk funny, Juliet.
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tender_juliet
December 24 2008, 05:14:21 UTC
So hath it been said. And still I fear I see it not.
Thou art...?
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WATCH AS WEE!JACK TURNS ON THE WEE!CHARM
head_chef
December 24 2008, 05:29:47 UTC
S'all right. It's still pretty.
I'm Jack, remember?
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AHAHAHA JACK, STILL A PLAYER.
tender_juliet
December 24 2008, 05:32:13 UTC
I thank thee then, kind sir.
Jack...Jack? I- indeed I do, but 'tis...
I had remembered thee taller.
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tothelibrary
December 24 2008, 05:12:17 UTC
Juliet! I made you a picture!
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tender_juliet
December 24 2008, 05:16:26 UTC
Indeed 'tis kind of thee! Thou...art thou Dawn?
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tothelibrary
December 24 2008, 05:27:38 UTC
Of course! Who else would I be?
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tender_juliet
December 24 2008, 05:28:50 UTC
In truth, I know it not. Dawn thou art then, and glad I am to see thee. What picture hast thou made?
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Thou art...?
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I'm Jack, remember?
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Jack...Jack? I- indeed I do, but 'tis...
I had remembered thee taller.
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