Happy Day!
Oh Talk Like Shakespeare Day in Chicago, I cannot cog and say thou art this and that, like many of these lisping hawthorn-buds, that come like women in men’s apparel, and smell like Bucklersbury in simple time—I cannot: but I love thee. Twas as sweet as a pigeon’s egg to have you, friends, within our walls last Saturday eventide. Much thanks for coming hither. Fare thee well! Stephen
3 years ago • Notes