Let the willow cover your face, Ophelia,
With its green against your eyes;
And mourn not that truth's a liar, love,
Or that the stars were never fire.

01/02/2005

Author's Note: Based on the lines from Hamlet:
Doubt that the stars are fire
Doubt that the sun doth move
Doubt truth to be a liar
But never doubt I love

Posted on 01/04/2005
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