Pulp Fiction as written by William Shakespeare.
Posted in uncategorized on May 9th, 2008 by SayUncle | RSS 2.0 |
Dost not thou see that my lips move? I beg, sirrah, that thou try to recall whether a sign-post haply struck thine eye upon thy entrance hitherto, i’faith, emblazoned with a legend, reading thus: “Ye May Reposit Lifeless Moors Within”?
I’d like to see Quentin Tarantino rewrite some Shakespeare.
Is that in iambic pentameter? I never did understand how the rhyming metric worked…
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May 9th, 2008 at 10:12 am
Dost not thou see that my lips move?
I beg, sirrah, that thou try to recall
whether a sign-post haply struck thine eye
upon thy entrance hitherto, i’faith,
emblazoned with a legend, reading thus:
“Ye May Reposit Lifeless Moors Within”?
May 9th, 2008 at 10:19 am
I’d like to see Quentin Tarantino rewrite some Shakespeare.
May 9th, 2008 at 3:17 pm
Is that in iambic pentameter? I never did understand how the rhyming metric worked…