My interpretation of a quote from a scene of a Shakesperian play:
From the play Much Ado About Nothing (act 2 scene 3) ~ William Shakespeare
Benedick: They say the lady is fair. 'Tis a truth, I can bear them witness. And virtuous?'tis so, I cannot reprove it. And wise, but for loving me. By my troth it is no addition to her wit,nor no great argument of her folly, for I will be horribly in love with her
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(My interpretation of the quote, which takes place in an orchard)
Voices carry from shrub and tree
Bringing unwished words of thee
Love! What be love to me
But another form of Beatrice's cruelty
These words, these admissions!
Place my heart in bad position
For in all my jest there is omission
That was never born lest see fruition
Beatrice loves me? To what end?
Tis ammunition against her I should tend
For not a love or even friend
But perhaps a long neglected trend
I shall love her, to be a lesson taught
And remember Benedick, whom you have fought
For if you love me as you have thought
Then a competition is what's been bought