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Be not afeared. The isle is full of noises

by on Jun.29, 2010, under literature, poetry

 

 

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Be not afeard. The isle is full of noises,

Sounds and sweet airs that give delight and hurt not.

Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments

Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices

That, if I then had waked after long sleep,

Will make me sleep again; and then, in dreaming,

The clouds methought would open, and show riches

Ready to drop upon me, that when I waked,

I cried to dream again.

The Tempest 3.2.148-156

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Sonnet 116 – Shakespeare

by on Jun.08, 2009, under poetry

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Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no! it is an ever-fixèd mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

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The Bard Bites Back

by on Feb.20, 2009, under art, literature

I recently went to see Twelfth Night. Big deal: Shakespeare’s on in London somewhere every week. I had a ticket as a birthday present, but after a long day at work I just wasn’t much in the mood. Let it wash over you and pretend to be into it I said to myself. Fact was, it wasn’t possible to do that. By Act 1 Scene 2 I was up and paying attention; by the interval my head was spinning

The Bard of Avon.

The Bard of Avon.

with the images, themes and the language. When it was over I was too awake to sleep when I got back.  It helped that the production was great (Derek Jacobi as Malvolio was particularly memorable). But here’s the good thought: when we see/hear/visit a ‘classic’ it can feel like paying one’s respects to a monument. When the classic comes and twists your melon despite a deep desire for sleep midweek after a long day at work you know the Bard of Avon is as good as they say, if you had any doubt.  I’ve been Shakespeare crazy, all over again, ever since..

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