To Hamlet, From OpheliaA Poem by Emily RoseWhat if Ophelia wrote HAMLET a sonnet?I know he is a prince out of my star, His heavenly ascent leaves me too low. Yet all my antic senses flustered are When his celestial orbs upon me glow.
His great thoughts leave him always in the Sun; Of his philosophy, I could not dream, And such sweet breath and richness I have none, Yet, even so, I drown in his esteem.
But rest, cruel heart, when wise councils forbid Those fiery actions fueled by lovers' haste; For, cloaked in honest habits, I am hid, Forced, as a holy Sister, to be chaste.
I was the more deceived by honesty; Alas, sweet prince, 'twas destined not to be. © 2008 Emily RoseAuthor's Note
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Added on October 20, 2008Last Updated on October 20, 2008 AuthorEmily RoseMansfield, PAAboutHey everyone! I'm back for the summer, so hopefully I'll be able to get back into my normal reviewing habits! I'm going to try to return reviews to people who review my work, and you can always se.. more..Writing
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