Temporale
Tormenta
Full many a lady
I have eyed with best regard and many a time
The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues
Have I liked several women; never any
With so fun soul, but some defect in her
Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed
And put it to the foil: but you, O you,
So perfect and so peerless, are created
Of every creature's best!
Don't misunderstand, I still think Shakespeare is overrated.
The rain continues to follow me; an epic thunderstorm yesterday. The planned run and movie sotto le stelle (under the stars) - foiled (folio'ed? sorry, never know when to stop). Instead I enjoyed a delicious dinner at one of my favorite spots. Windows swung wide open allowed the prickly, charged air in as I took the opportunity of cooler weather to indulge in my soup habit and read about Montalcino - must visit.
But now in keeping with the theme, let's tenitively plan on Venice for this weekend.
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