William Shakespeare and Lord Byron in Love.
A Stage Play, written by GPT-3 and illustrated by DALL·E
Bʏʀᴏɴ 𝑡𝑜 Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ. ⠀⠀I greet you, William.
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ to Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀Hello there, Sir Byron.
Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Do you prefer football?
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I prefer you, my love.
Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Ah Shakespeare, you always say that.
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Your hair smells like tomatoes.
Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀How so, my love?
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀You don’t remember?
Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀We never met, William.
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Why do you deny me?
Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I deny nothing, William.
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀My love!
Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Go away, William.
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Love of my life.
Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Enough!
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I am not going away without you.
Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀You are not going to see me ever again.
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I love you.
Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I was ready to sacrifice my life for you.
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀You mean you were willing to sacrifice your life to be with me?
Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Yes, I love you, William.
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀For that I love you even more, my darling.
Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Oh, William!..
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Who’s your favorite poet?
Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀You are, William!
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Your most recent work, on which I am to pronounce, is lovely, Sir Byron.
Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Ah William, you always say that, but this time I think you actually mean it.
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I love you.
Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Don’t go! I love you too.
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Oh!
Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Let me go.
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Oh my love!
Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Let me go!
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Byron!
Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀William, let me go!
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Byron!
Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀William, I love you, but let me go.
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Byron, you don’t mean it!
Bʏʀᴏɴ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Oh William, forgive me, I didn’t want to deceive you.
Sʜᴀᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Byron, darling, don’t say that! Your hair smells of tomatoes, but you are my love!
