https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x Made with mirth en-us 2017-05-26 20:09:27 UTC 2017-06-12 09:51:32 UTC hello@padlet.com shannon_smith_whelan https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/174863795 "Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave
My heart into my mouth. I love your majesty
According to my bond; no more nor less."]]> 2017-06-01 17:55:29 UTC https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/174863795 shannon_smith_whelan https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/174866779
"Thou, nature, art my goddess; to thy law
My services are bound. Wherefore should I
Stand in the plague of custom, and permit
The curiosity of nations to deprive me,
For that I am some twelve or fourteen moonshines
Lag of a brother? Why bastard? wherefore base?
… 
Legitimate Edgar, I must have your land.
Our father’s love is to the bastard Edmund
As to the legitimate. Fine word—“legitimate”! 
Well, my legitimate, if this letter speed,
And my invention thrive, Edmund the base 
Shall top the legitimate. I grow; I prosper.
Now, gods, stand up for bastards!"]]> 2017-06-01 18:11:39 UTC https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/174866779 shannon_smith_whelan https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/174869999 "To bear it tamely; touch me with noble anger, 
And let not women’s weapons, water-drops, 
Stain my man’s cheeks! No, you unnatural hags, 
… 
No, I’ll not weep.
I have full cause of weeping, but this heart 
Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws, 
Or ere I’ll weep. O fool, I shall go mad! "]]> 2017-06-01 18:31:16 UTC https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/174869999 shannon_smith_whelan https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/176068373 "O, reason not the need! Our basest beggars / Are in the poorest thing superfluous. / Allow not nature more than nature needs, / Man’s life’s as cheap as beast’s."]]> 2017-06-12 09:34:45 UTC https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/176068373 shannon_smith_whelan https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/176069139 "Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, / That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, / How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, / Your looped and windowed raggedness, defend you / From seasons such as these?"]]> 2017-06-12 09:39:55 UTC https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/176069139 shannon_smith_whelan https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/176069345 "As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods; / They kill us for their sport."]]> 2017-06-12 09:41:23 UTC https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/176069345 shannon_smith_whelan https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/176069700 "When we are born, we cry that we are come / To this great stage of fools"]]> 2017-06-12 09:44:04 UTC https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/176069700 shannon_smith_whelan https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/176069982 "I am a very foolish fond old man, / Fourscore and upward, not an hour more or less; / And, to deal plainly, / I fear I am not in my perfect mind." ]]> 2017-06-12 09:45:49 UTC https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/176069982 shannon_smith_whelan https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/176070195 "The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices / Make instruments to plague us." ]]> 2017-06-12 09:47:14 UTC https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/176070195 shannon_smith_whelan https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/176070466 "Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, / And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more, / Never, never, never, never, never! / Pray you, undo this button: thank you sir. / Do you see this? Look on her, look, her lips, / Look there, look there!" ]]> 2017-06-12 09:49:11 UTC https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/176070466 shannon_smith_whelan https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/176070632 "The weight of this sad time we must obey; / Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. / The oldest hath borne most: we that are young / Shall never see so much, nor live so long."]]> 2017-06-12 09:50:31 UTC https://padlet.com/shannon_smith_whelan/e8z4bqvmlk9x/wish/176070632