Make me a willow cabin at your gateAnd call upon my soul within the house;Write loyal cantons of contemned loveAnd sing them loud even in the dead of night;Hallo your name to the reverberate hillsAnd make the babbling gossip of the airCry out “Olivia!” O, you should not restBetween the elements of air and earthBut you should pity me

Make me a willow cabin at your gateAnd call upon my soul within the house;Write loyal cantons of contemned loveAnd sing them loud even in the dead of night;Hallo your name to the reverberate hillsAnd make the babbling gossip of the airCry out “Olivia!” O, you should not restBetween the elements of air and earthBut you should pity me

– William Shakespeare –

Twelfth Night

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