Gayspeare

[Just put the Knife DOWN]

Well Shakespeare annoys me greatly, but I had maybe... just a tiny tad bit of fun whilst trying to emulate Elizabethan.

For our English Assignment, so in case teachers get any idea that I just stole this off the internet, I AM BEAU so don't go questioning my ethical practices towards school assessment ever again!!!

Anyway, each class was given a play and we had Macbeth. Essentially, we take advantage of a gap in the play and try to fill it in with a soliloquy of our own. Because practically everyone did Lady Macbeth's death, I opted for something slightly different.

This made-up scene is set between Act 2 Scene 1 and 2, before Macbeth actually kills Duncan. Can you guess what's happening?
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Enter Macbeth who by the garden of Duncan’s room finds himself in an unprecedented situation.

Mine footsteps elate to predat’ry stealth,
Guid’d by keen appraisal to good health,
And the augmentation to ones senses,
That come next morrow lithely dispenses:

Sleep justly, Duncan, as lords ought to do,
I grant you not respite but slumber that,
To the hearken of cock and crow betrays
Thee to one’s senses lest ye wake again.
Invited am I as thou art to me,
True patronage maintain’d in the exchange,
O’ not loyalties and levity alike
But in the manner thy design meets ye,
By talon or by the serpents embrace
As liken’d to the caress of thy hands,
And to this true allegiance establish’d,
Thus thy maker meets as have I to ye,
Thine bosom I present in oblation.

Such thoughts dispense like this flow of hard drink,
To the call of nature I obligate,
this brief cessation of cold intent to
A foreign warmth that pervades and runs through,
As the krait to which its kin abandoned
Fend unnecessary thoughts and concerns,
Or sheds its skin in similar manner,
So do I to the night-shroud’d shrubbery.

Reliev’d of untimely diversions I
Shall forge thy fortune through a crook’d anvil.
Now hasten thine way in succession to
The chime which twice remind will fail to do.

[exeunt

[Glaurung]

Very good! I've always loved poetry. It makes everything seem fancy! An example of this is: "It is never, ever over, my lover of clover." becomes "'Tis ne'er, e'er o'er, m'lo'er o' clo'er."

[Krateroi]

Its pretty good....I like it

[Just put the Knife DOWN]

I'm glad you like it =P

But I have a feeling your opinion might change if you knew what Macbeth was going on about xD