SHAKESPEARE'S
SPIDER
Angels...of grace
Defend... while we sleep -
On bed, a spider,
So up I leap.
Something is rotten...
In Denmark and hairy.
Out, out damned spot
'Cause it looks quite scary –
Though in His Image
All men He sired -
But Frailty, thy name is woman,
I'm tired
So I smash the spider
To death with my sandal...
That's what the Bard meant
By out, out brief candle!
SPIDER
Angels...of grace
Defend... while we sleep -
On bed, a spider,
So up I leap.
Something is rotten...
In Denmark and hairy.
Out, out damned spot
'Cause it looks quite scary –
Though in His Image
All men He sired -
But Frailty, thy name is woman,
I'm tired
So I smash the spider
To death with my sandal...
That's what the Bard meant
By out, out brief candle!
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