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Date Posted: 00:32:41 08/04/10 Wed
Author: The Falcon (soulful)
Subject: "Make me a willow cabin at your gate..."

I thought others might also be interested to see this:
it comes from "No Fear Shakespeare"... http://nfs.sparknotes.com/twelfthnight/page_54.html

I love "the Bard" and the flow and rhythm of his work
as originally written, but I still occaisionally run across Old English terms I can't recall the meaning of...
Thought some of you might like seeing a full modern translation of that "speech".

"Make me a willow cabin at your gate
And call upon my soul within the house.
Write loyal cantons of contemned love
And sing them loud even in the dead of night.
Halloo your name to the reverberate hills
And make the babbling gossip of the air
Cry out “Olivia!” Oh, you should not rest
Between the elements of air and earth,
But you should pity me."

I’d build myself a sad little cabin near your house,
where my soul’s imprisoned. From that cabin I’d call out
to my soul. I’d write sad songs about unrequited love and
sing them loudly in the middle of the night. I’d shout
your name to the hills and make the air echo with your
name, “Olivia!” (Victoria!) Oh, you wouldn’t be able to
go anywhere without feeling sorry for me.

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