It is a harsh cruelty,
That Rosalind be such a beauty,
For now she's not near,
It feels so unfair.
Not being around her near kills me.
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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.
Limerick 10
It is a harsh cruelty,
That Rosalind be such a beauty,
For now she's not near,
It feels so unfair.
Not being around her near kills me.
