Tuesday, February 19, 2013


A glooming peace this morning with it brings; 
The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head: 
Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things; 
Some shall be pardon’d, and some punished: 
For never was a tale of more woe 
than this of Juliet and her Romeo. 

Below, an homage to perhaps the most brilliant last lines of a play ever written. As you can see, my vision of the costuming probably wouldn’t have worked that well on the Elizabethan stage. However, I think the author would have surely and almost certainly, beyond a reasonable doubt, and almost without question, loved it.

Because she was amazing.

But that's just me.

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