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May 11, 2015

Sonnet 129


The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action: and till action, lust
Is perjured, murderous, bloody, full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust;
Enjoyed no sooner but despised straight;
Past reason hunted; and no sooner had,
Past reason hated, as a swallowed bait,
On purpose laid to make the taker mad.
Mad in pursuit and in possession so;
Had, having, and in quest to have extreme;
A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe;
Before, a joy proposed; behind a dream.
All this the world well knows; yet none knows well
To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell.

--Shakespeare's Sonnets

Posted by gerardvanderleun at May 11, 2015 9:39 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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In the '50s when I was in public school, girls like that were everywhere, and made it really natural to approach women with respect and near-reverence. Mysterious, clean, chaste and self-respecting, they made of adolescent lust a properly fragile thing.

When the hippies came along, or the Communists seduced the Baby Boomers with license, or whatever you call that mess, the erosion of the institutions of romance and reverence for women was a short march indeed. Sex was free, and worth just exactly what you paid for it.

Posted by: Rob De Witt [TypeKey Profile Page] at May 11, 2015 11:48 PM

I am not as old as Mr DeWitt, but even in the 1970s and 80s when I went to school, girls were a lot closer to that image than they are today.

Posted by: Christopher Taylor [TypeKey Profile Page] at May 12, 2015 10:21 PM

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