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Apr 2018

Rose, arose & having risen:
...was angry.

'You never call me
by my name

only love & darling.'

'A rose by any other name
would smell as sweet! '
I quoted.

'That's neat! '
she sweetly smiled.

'That's Shakespeare! '
I whispered in her ear

and kissed her
sweet sweet smile.

(Each reflected in the other's eye) .

'Oh, quote me that kiss again! '
she sighed.

'How I do love thee...! '
I cried.

'...let me count the kisses! '
she replied.

My lovely darling

The "...passing strange..." are the stories that Othello tells Desdemona to win her heart....they were not only strange but surpassed all the strange things that could be!
Donall Dempsey
Written by
Donall Dempsey  Guildford
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