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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>KISS ME KATE! (for Helen)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A Blazon sonnet? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">That’s the one an<br>Elizabethan lover</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">would turn his<br>Elizabethan Miss</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">into a <br>list</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">itemise her attributes<br>(hidden or otherwise) </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">& tick ‘em off<br>bit by bit</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">like a ledger clerk<br>closing an account.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">From the colour<br>of her eyes<br>(always had to be blue) </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">to the colour of her<br>hair(always a blonde) </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">from toes to tit<br>in one hit.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Sincere...not<br>the least little bit! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Yawn...stop me if you have heard this one! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A fashion accessory<br>for the gay young blade about town</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">already fallen out of fashion<br>before it had barely begun.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">“Oi...darling! ”</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">“Yeah...you love! ”</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">“Get your ruff on<br>...you’ve pulled! ”</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> “I got 14 lines<br>Petrarchan or Shakespearean</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">...know wot I mean? ! ”</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And a clever<br>clearheaded Elizabethan lady</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">would more than likely<br>(but politely) </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">tell ‘em</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">“Oh...f***est thou<br>off! ”</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">******<br>As Shakes puts it in Sonnet 106</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, <br>Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Shakey also turned the blazon upside down in his famous sonnet 130: </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun, <br>Coral is far more red than her lips' red, <br>If snow be white, why then her breast are dun; <br>If hairs be wires, blackwires grow on her head.<br>I have seen roses, damask'd red and white, <br>But no such rose see I in her cheeks; <br>And in some perfumes is there more delight<br>Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.<br>I love to hear her speak, - yet well I know<br>That music hath a far more pleasing sound; <br>I grant I never saw a goddess go, -<br>My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground: <br>And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare<br>As any she belied with false compare!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=D%C3%B3nall+Dempsey">Dónall Dempsey</a></strong></div>