County Lines by Bob
Precision Horoscopes In Shakespearean Code
ARIES - Though yet, Heaven knows, life is but as a tomb, which
hides and shows not half your parts. If fresh numbers could number
all your graces, the age to come would say they lie. Shall papers
saying otherwise, yellowed with their age, be scorned, like old
men of less truth than tongue? But were some child of yours alive
that time, you should live twice, in and out of rhyme.
TAURUS - Some glory in their birth, some in their skill, some in
their wealth, some in their body's force, some in their garments,
though newfangled ill, some in their hounds, some in their horse.
And every humor hath his adjunct pleasure. But these particulars
are not your measure. Thy love is better than high birth, richer
than wealth, prouder than garments' cost, of more delight than hounds
or horses be.
GEMINI - Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness. Some say
thy grace is youth and gentle sport. Both grace and faults are loved
more and less. The basest jewel on a queen will be well esteemed.
How many lambs might the stern wolf betray if like a lamb he could
his looks translate. How many gazers mightst he lead away if thou
wouldst use the strength of all thy state?
CANCER - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, so our
minutes hasten to their end, each changing place with that which
goes before. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth and delves
the parallels in beauty's brow, feeds on the rarities of nature's
truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow. And yet to
times in hope your worth shall stand, praising you despite his cruel
LEO - Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view want nothing
that the thoughts of hearts can mend. All tongues, the voice of
souls, give thee that due. But those same tongues in other accents
do this praise confound by seeing farther than the eye hath shown.
They measure by thy deeds. Then, churls, their thoughts, they add
the smell of weeds. But why thy odor matcheth not thy show. The
soil is this, that thou dost common grow.
VIRGO - Love is too young to know what conscience is. Yet who knows
not conscience is born of love? Lest guilty of your faults thy sweet
self prove. Your nobler part to your body's treason. Flesh stays
no farther reason. But rising at thy name doth point out thee as
prize. Proud of this pride, contented to stand in thy affairs, fall
by thy side. No want of conscience hold it for whose dear love does
rise and fall.
LIBRA - Swear to thy blind soul that you will. And will, thy soul
knows, is admitted there. Fulfill the treasure of thy love. Aye,
fill it full, and one will come in things of great receipt with
ease and prove one is reckoned none. And in thy store's account
you must note that nothing as something sweet to thee. Make that
love thy name and love will prove the gift to be.
SCORPIO - Which can say more than this rich praise, that you alone
are you? In whose confine immured is the store which should example
where your equal grew. Lean penury within that pen doth dwell that
to the subject lends not some small glory. But to write of you,
that you are you, so dignifies the story not making worse what Nature
made so clear.
SAGITTARIUS - Your love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming
love not less, though less the show appear. That love is merchandised
whose rich esteeming, the owners tongue doth publish everywhere.
Not that love is less pleasant now, than when her hymns did hush
the night. But that wild music burdens every bough and sweets grown
common lose their dear delight.
CAPRICORN - How like a winter hath thou absence been from thee.
What freezings have thou felt? What dark days seen? And yet this
time removed was summer's time, the teeming autumn, big with rich
increase, bearing the burden of the prime. For summer and her pleasures
wait on thee. And, be not away from thou, from the birds which sing
with bidding cheer, praising cease of winter's near.
AQUARIUS - What potions have thou drunk of Siren tears? Applying
fears to hopes and hopes to fears, Still losing when thou saw thouself
to win. How have thine eyes out of their spheres been fitted, in
the distraction of this madding fever? O benefit nil. And ruined
love, when it is built anew, grows fairer than at first, stronger,
far greater. So thou return, rebuked by content, and gain thrice
more than thou have spent.
PISCES - Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea but
sad mortality outweighs their power, how with this rage shall beauty
hold a plea, whose action is no stronger than a flower? Oh, how
shall summer's honey breath hold out against the siege of battering
days, when rocks impregnable are not so stout, nor gates of steel
so strong, but Time decays? What strong hand can hold Time's swift
foot back? None, unless this miracle have might, that in black ink
my love may still shine bright.
Overton County News
415 West Main Street
P.O. Box 479
Livingston, Tennessee 38570