Wildling You make my heart sing You pull your bow string… And shoot me Wildling Wildling, I think I love you But I wanna know for sure I want to take you into that cave and kiss you… down there ‘Cause I’ve never done it before! Yeah! Wildling… Game of what now? I’m a rastafarian, […]

Percy Shelley’s “Ozymandias” I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert… near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet […]

It was a bright cold day in April. The clocks were striking thirteen. Winston Smith nuzzled his chin into his breast in an effort to escape the vile wind. He slipped quickly through the glass doors of Victory Mansions. Though not quickly enough to prevent a swirl of gritty dust from entering along with him.

Scene 1: Characters: Docter, gentlewoman, Lady Macbeth Location: Dunsinane. A room in the castle Time: Events: A waiting-gentlewoman speaks to a docter about Lady Macbeth. She explains that she has been acting fearful and nervous and will only sleep in the light. Lady Macbeth enters the room sleepwalking. She tries to rub invisible blood off […]