Rosalind, makes me weak at the knees,
Her love is the leg joints of bees,
I was banished from home,
But I'm never alone,
For I carve her name on the trees
YOU ARE READING
As You Like It poems
PoetryI am performing the Shakespeare play 'As You Like It'. In this play Orlando writes many (bad) poems which he hangs on trees. We thought it would be fun to give the audience some of these poems so I have been hard at work setting pen to paper.
