Boy, swear not by the moon.

I've always been a big fan of Shakespeare. There are people who understand Shakespeare's words, and there are those who have no idea what the heck he is talking about. For me, I've always admired the way men would speak to women in his stories. The mere physical descriptions of the women were worthy enough for anyone to literally go weak at the knees. It is really amazing to even begin to think about the cultural and societal changes in history that have left women today with a lack of Shakespearean loving. It's not to say that we are not loved by today's man, but I know there is some part of every woman that melts when watching Romeo and Juliet, wishing that she lived in an era when men did not show up late to a dinner date or forget to call her when he promised he would talk to her about what was bothering her; but he actually showered her with romantic words strung together in a poetic serenade or just, alone, professed his undying love for her... and that was enough. I wonder what has changed so drastically in the world that people no longer follow the once-common rules of courting, but instead create a very casual relationship? Was it feminism? Was it war? Did every person become so tolerant of world's injustice and unfairness, that they were willing to set aside the hopeful and romantic part of life? Where did these 'love games' originate? I'm not saying there is a problem with the way relationships are conducted today, but I wonder, do people ever crave the romance? I have no idea, but I will leave you with this... while I was watching Leonardo DiCaprio (swoon) proclaim his love to Claire Danes, I couldn't help but wish men still spoke the Shakespearean language today.

Romeo
Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear
That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops --

Juliet
O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon,
That monthly changes in her circled orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.

Romeo
What shall I swear by?

Juliet
Do not swear at all;
Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,
Which is the god of my idolatry,
And I'll believe thee.


xoxo