Артур, благодаря Вам я открываю для себя великого классика!!!! Thank you very much!:heart:

Inga, I am proud that I managed to help You appreciate the great poetry of Shakespeare! For you: Sonnet 57 Being your slave what should I do but tend, Upon the hours, and times of your desire? I have no precious time at all to spend; Nor services to do till you require. Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour, Whilst I (my sovereign) watch the clock for you, Nor think the bitterness of absence sour, When you have bid your servant once adieu. Nor dare I question with my jealous thought, Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, But like a sad slave stay and think of nought Save where you are, how happy you make those. So true a fool is love, that in your will, (Though you do any thing) he thinks no ill.

Arthur, I thank you for this magic poetry of the great Poet!:give_rose

Inga,it is a great pleasure for me!