:43:01
Like rain and sun.
:43:04
Like cold and heat.
:43:07
Is your lady beautiful?
:43:09
[ Clears Throat ]
Since I came here from the country,
:43:13
I have not
seen her close.
:43:15
Tell me, is--
is she beautiful?
:43:18
Thomas, if I could write
with the beauty of her eyes,
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I was born to look in them
and know myself.
:43:26
[ Sighs ]
A-A-And her lips?
:43:28
Her lips?
:43:30
The early morning rose would whither
on the branch if it could feel envy.
:43:34
And her voice,
like lark's song?
:43:37
Deeper, softer.
None of your twittering larks.
:43:40
I would banish nightingales from her
garden before they interrupt her song.
:43:43
- Ah, she sings too?
- Constantly.
:43:46
Without doubt. And plays the lute.
She has a natural ear.
:43:50
And her bosom.
:43:52
Did I mention her bosom?
:43:54
What of her bosom?
:43:56
Oh, Thomas,
a pair of pippins...
:43:58
as round and rare
as golden apples.
:44:01
I think milady is wise
to keep your love at a distance.
:44:05
For what lady
could live up to it close to...
:44:08
when her eyes and lips and voice may be
no more beautiful than mine.
:44:13
[ Scoffs ]
Besides, can a--
:44:15
can a lady of wealth
and noble marriage...
:44:18
love happily
with a bankside poet and player?
:44:21
Yes, by God!
:44:24
Love knows nothing
of rank or riverbank.
:44:26
It will spark between a queen and
the poor vagabond who plays the king.
:44:30
Their love
should be minded by each,
:44:32
for love denied blights
the soul we owe to God.
:44:35
So tell my lady William Shakespeare
waits for her in the garden.
:44:38
But what of
Lord Wessex?
:44:40
For one kiss I would defy
a thousand Wessexes.
:44:51
[ Whispers ]
Oh, Will.
:44:54
Thank you, my lady.
:44:58
Lady?