Saturday, May 20, 2017


Then, Angelo, thy fault thus manifested,--

Which, though thou wouldst deny, denies thee vantage,--

We do condemn thee to the very block

Where Claudio stoop’d to death, and with the like haste.—

Away with him!



-Duke



Measure For Measure                         Act V, Scene i, Line 413



And since this is a comedy we can assume that Angelo’s not going to get his head chopped off, and that Claudio’s not really dead. That Will is a pistol, isn’t he!

I'm not quite sure why I'm standing on the rock mantelpiece of this humungous stone fireplace holding a broom upside down with Phil below me, but I'm not quite sure what today's Totally Random line is all about either. So I guess it works.

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