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By my beard, if I had it, thou art
Mar. 22nd, 2008 04:15 pmI just realized I never shared my own answers to yesterday's poll. They would be: 1) Yes, I have been in therapy (currently am, in fact); 2) Yes, I do like it (although I'm currently a bit frustrated with my therapist); and I'm checking ALL the boxes ( because, where's the Dr. Caligari love? ), and adding the really awful couples therapist from The First Wives Club. :)
For another bit of random, have some Shakespeare. I've always liked this exchange from As You Like It:
Touchstone: Mistress, you must come away to your father.
Celia: Were you made the messenger?
T: No, by mine honour, but I was bid to come for you.
Rosalind: Where learned you that oath, fool?
T: Of a certain knight that swore by his honour they were good pancakes and swore by his honour the mustard was naught: now I'll stand to it, the pancakes were naught and the mustard was good, and yet was not the knight forsworn.
C: How prove you that, in the great heap of your knowledge?
R: Ay, marry, now unmuzzle your wisdom.
T: Stand you both forth now: stroke your chins, and swear by your beards that I am a knave.
C: By our beards, if we had them, thou art.
T: By my knavery, if I had it, then I were; but if you swear by that that is not, you are not forsworn: no more was this knight swearing by his honour, for he never had any; or if he had, he had sworn it away before ever he saw those pancakes or that mustard.
For another bit of random, have some Shakespeare. I've always liked this exchange from As You Like It:
Touchstone: Mistress, you must come away to your father.
Celia: Were you made the messenger?
T: No, by mine honour, but I was bid to come for you.
Rosalind: Where learned you that oath, fool?
T: Of a certain knight that swore by his honour they were good pancakes and swore by his honour the mustard was naught: now I'll stand to it, the pancakes were naught and the mustard was good, and yet was not the knight forsworn.
C: How prove you that, in the great heap of your knowledge?
R: Ay, marry, now unmuzzle your wisdom.
T: Stand you both forth now: stroke your chins, and swear by your beards that I am a knave.
C: By our beards, if we had them, thou art.
T: By my knavery, if I had it, then I were; but if you swear by that that is not, you are not forsworn: no more was this knight swearing by his honour, for he never had any; or if he had, he had sworn it away before ever he saw those pancakes or that mustard.
