It is true the story becomes more complicated because the jurist begins screaming to get out of his confinement.
Why then, O brawling love, O loving hate,
O anything, from nothing first create,
O heavy lightness! Serious vanity!
Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms,
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health,
Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!
This love feel I, that feel no love in this.
Act 1. Scene 1. 175-182
Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow,
U want us to write one or do you have one that ur gonna say
I believe that it is 4 beats.
