Spirits of another sort

PUCK My fairy lord, this must be done with haste, For night’s swift dragons cut the clouds full fast, And yonder shines Aurora’s harbinger; At whose approach, ghosts, wandering here and there, Troop home to church-yards: damned spirit all, That in cross-ways and floods have burial, Already to their wormy beds are gone; For fearContinue reading “Spirits of another sort”

Those be rubies

Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon’s sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green: The cowslips tell her pensioners be; In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies,Continue reading “Those be rubies”

12th night

II.iv.75 Now, the melancholy god protect thee, and  the tailor make thy doublet of changeable  taffeta, for thy mind is a very opal.  I would  have men of such constancy put to sea, that  their business might be everything and their  intent everywhere; for that’s it that always  makes a good voyage of nothing. HüzünlerContinue reading “12th night”

If we shadows have offended

If we shadows have offended,  Think but this, and all is mended, — That you have but slumbered here, While these visions did appear. Biz gölgeler incittikse sizi, bir düşünün ve hoş görün bizi. Hayaller arz-ı endam ederken siz de kestiriyordunuz ufaktan… Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream