23 Nisan 2020 Perşembe

"Here’s to my love. Drinking. O true apothecary, Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die." by William Shakespeare



What’s here? A cup closed in my true love’s hand?
Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end.—
O churl, drunk all, and left no friendly drop
To help me after! I will kiss thy lips.
Haply some poison yet doth hang on them,
To make me die with a restorative.
Thy lips are warm!

Romeo and Juliet
by William Shakespeare

Dear Students, it is always a good time to read some plays and sonnets of Shakespeare, here you can find the link for "Romeo and Juliet". Enjoy:

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