Shakespeare....

So, I had to write my own scene for Twelfth Night for my Shakespeare class. It probably will make little sense if you don't know the story of the play, but I'm pretty pleased with my Shakespearean language/verse use. So I thought I would post it here. Enoy:

Twelfth Nigh - Scene Writing
Olivia: Here is a pearl of mine for you, love

Sebastian: For what do I owe this sweet favor, O sweet lady?

Olivia: Tis for all that you have said and done for me, my love
Come, come and marry me, and we can live in bliss

Sebastian: But what have I said or done for you my sweet?
I have ne’er seen your face, so beautiful, before today
You say ‘tis a gift for marriage,
Why dost thou wish to marry me when thou knowst me not?

Olivia: But oh my sweet, how I know thee to be
Thou art a sweet and gentle man
Whose face is softer then all
Whose sweet lips I do wish to kiss
Whose hand I do wish to hold
Come my love, put off our marriage no longer
Wed thee mine, and take me as thou own

Sebastian: Oh beautiful lady, thou knowst me not
I am not the sweetest man as you say
Oh but beauty as fine as yours
Is too much to be so mad
So yes, be my blushing bride my sweet
And I thy sweet and glowing groom.
To hold thy hand, I long
to take thy pearl, I must
[Sebastian exit to ponder, Olivia remains]
Olivia: Oh, such a man have I found
One who dost not wish to know me as he does
One who longs to know me as his wife
Before he dost claim to have known me then
Too proud to be a beggar,
Yet so sweet to by mine
Oh, I must go and find a priest
So that he might take my hand so soon
and that we might have sweet love
for ‘tis he for whom I dost swoon [Exit Olivia]