Me.
The Jewel of Israel.
Monday, March 29, 2010
O maid, unrelenting and cold as thou art,
My bosom is proud as thine own.
Seward
Like de Bois-Guilbert, I am tamed by the brown eyes of Rebecca. In her presence my tongue is dulled, and my sword heavy. And I will choose to fight no longer, save for her, and her alone - for this day I tell all: the Jewess holds my heart, and what sweeter place is there for me?
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 12:42 AM
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