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    Well, we've gone over the Simpsons, the highest art the United States have brought to the world. Now how about the UK's greatest contribution?

    From Sonnet 55


    Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn
    The living record of your memory.
    'Gainst death and all-oblivious enmity
    Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room
    Even in the eyes of all posterity
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  • #2
    I am thy father's spirit,
    Doom'd for a certain time to walk the night,
    And for the day confined to fast in fires,
    Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature
    Are burnt and purg'd away. But that I am forbid
    To tell the secrets of my prison-house
    I could a tale unfold whose lightest word
    would harrow up thy soul...

    from Hamlet
    Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
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    • #3
      From the Rossiya:

      Which anthema is the besta?
      Rossiya svyaschennaya nasha dyerzhava
      Rossiya lyubimaya nasha strana
      Moguchaya volya vyelikaya slava
      Tvoyo dostoyan'ye na vsya vryemyena!

      Slav'sya Otechestvo, nashe svobodnoye
      Bratskikh narodov soyuz vyekovoy
      Predkami dannaya mudrost' narodnaya
      Slav'sya strana my gordimsya toboy!

      Ot yuzhnykh morey do polyarnogo kraya
      Raskinulis' nashi lesa i polya
      Odna ty na svete odna ty takaya
      Khranimaya bogom rodnaya zyemlya!

      Slav'sya Otechestvo, nashe svobodnoye
      Bratskikh narodov soyuz vyekovoy
      Predkami dannaya mudrost' narodnaya
      Slav'sya strana my gordimsya toboy!

      Shirokiy prostor dlya mechty i dlya zhizni
      Gryaduschiye nam otkryvayut goda
      Nam silu dayot nasha vernost' Otchiznye
      Tak bylo, tak yest' i tak budet vsyegda!

      Slav'sya Otechestvo, nashe svobodnoye
      Bratskikh narodov soyuz vyekovoy
      Predkami dannaya mudrost' narodnaya
      Slav'sya strana my gordimsya toboy!
      Ah yes, that is the besta anthema.
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      • #4
        Tight, Sloww.

        Come on, yanks. Sure we've got a better military, and cooler toys, and far larger Cheneys than those Britons, but that won't matter if they beat us in Shakespeare. We need to be better than them in everything, or else people won't believe that our Cheneys are as big as we say.

        We've got the time advantage. They're all asleep. Let's show them who's best. Post your favorite ****ing quotes already.

        EDIT: I haven't the faintest idea what that is Tass.
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        • #5
          "I wish I had a beard, though not on my face."
          -That chick who was dressed up as a man in 12th Night
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          • #6
            Let me not to the marriage of true minds
            Admit impediments, love is not love
            Which alters with it alteration finds
            Or bends with the remover to remove.

            Oh no, it is an ever fixed mark
            That looks on tempests and is never shaken
            It is the star to every wand'ring bark
            Who's worth's unknown although his height be taken.

            Love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks,
            Within his bending sickle's compass comes.
            Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
            But bears out even to the edge of doom.

            If this be error and upon me proved,
            I never writ, nor no man, ever loved.
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            • #7
              Originally posted by Felch X
              EDIT: I haven't the faintest idea what that is Tass.




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              • #8
                "Something something Hounds of Hell."
                -???

                "Something something St. Crispian's Day etc. etc."
                -Henry V (?)
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                • #9
                  That's one hell of a quote loin.

                  You're prolly not referring to Mark Antony "Cry havoc, and let loose the dogs of war." (IIRC - haven't read JC for four years)
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                  • #10
                    Originally posted by Felch X
                    You're prolly not referring to Mark Antony "Cry havoc, and let loose the dogs of war."
                    Close enough. It should have been "Hounds of Hell," though, IMO. But, since war is hell, I s'pose it kinda already is. Go Shakespeare!
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                    • #11
                      Now how about the UK's greatest contribution?
                      Orwell quotes?
                      "Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before. He is full of murderous resentment of people who are ignorant without having come by their ignorance the hard way. "
                      -Bokonon

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                      • #12

                        What’s he that wishes so?
                        My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin.
                        If we are marked to die, we are enow
                        To do our country loss; and if to live,
                        The fewer men, the greater share of honor.
                        God’s will! I pray thee wish not one man more.
                        By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
                        Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
                        It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
                        Such outward things dwell not in my desires:
                        But if it be a sin to covet honor,
                        I am the most offending soul alive.
                        No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
                        God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honor
                        Is one man more methinks would share from me
                        For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
                        Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
                        That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
                        Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
                        And crowns for convoy put into his purse.
                        We would not die in that man’s company
                        That fears his fellowship to die with us.
                        This day is called the Feast of Crispian.
                        He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
                        Will stand a-tiptoe when this day is named
                        And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
                        He that shall see this day, and live old age,
                        Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbors
                        And say, “Tomorrow is Saint Crispian.”
                        Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
                        [And say, “These wounds I had on Crispin’s day.”]
                        Old men forget, yet all shall be forgot,
                        But he’ll remember, with advantages,
                        What fears he did that day. Then shall our names,
                        Familiar in his mouth as household words-
                        Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
                        Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-
                        Be in their flowing cups freshly remembered.
                        This story shall the good man teach his son;
                        And Crispin Crispian shall ne’er go by,
                        From this day to the ending of the world,
                        But we in it shall be remembered-
                        We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
                        For he today that sheds his blood with me
                        Shall be my brother. Be he ne’er so vile,
                        This day shall gentle his condition;
                        And gentlemen in England now abed
                        Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
                        And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
                        That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.


                        I had to read that in 7th, 10th, and 12th grades. Teachers loved it.
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                        • #13
                          x- post.

                          Evil, evil Felch x.
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                          • #14
                            Sorry obi.

                            If you want to post Orwell quotes, I won't get on your case Ramo. Just do it someplace else, or tuck them in subtly.
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                            • #15
                              The quote is:

                              "Cry 'Havoc,' and let slip the dogs of war. (III,i)"

                              Don't worry Felch. Note the

                              Come up with some more, people!
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