Today’s Totally Random
Lines
I
will hear that play;
For never anything can be amiss,
When simpleness and duty tender it.
Theseus
A Midsummer Night’s
Dream Act V, Scene i, Line 35
Well, do we think that this is a truism?
For never anything can be amiss,
When simpleness and duty tender it?
My online Shakespeare glossary doesn’t have anything unusual for
the word tender: it just means look after, or care for. Simpleness
and duty; that’s all you need. Interesting. Simpleness and duty. Nowadays we
would probably use the word simplicity; but it’s all the same.
To add a little context, Thesus is reacting to being told that a play has been prepared for him by
Hard-handed men, that work in Athens
here,
Which never labour’d in their minds till
now;
And now have toil’d their unbreathed
memories
With this same play…
Well this is interesting too, isn’t it? They’ve never before labour’d in their minds (that squares with the simpleness), but now have toil’d their unbreathed memories. Again, toil’d their unbreathed memories? I gotta think about that one. Never labour’d in their minds is easy, but toil’d their unbreathed memories? That’s one of the things I love about Will: sometimes he comes up with this stuff that I really have to think about.
Toil’d their unbreathed memories. They’ve used memories that they’ve never used, or had, before? Does that make sense? If so, what is he saying. Okay, this just got more interesting. He’s talking about laborers, bricklayers and the such (there’s the duty part) who will be putting on this play. These are guys who’ve never acted before; like me.
That’s right, this past weekend I was part of the production Twelfth Night presented here in Cheshire. I’d never acted in a play before (there are those who would argue that I still haven’t acted, but we’ll leave that alone for now). So, did I use memories that I never used before? Maybe? Utilized memories that I’ve never used before. Hmmm. I might have to spend the day thinking about this. Or perhaps I could get my new group of friends in the Cheshire Town Players to respond to this. Perhaps it means something to them.
Toil’d their unbreathed memories.
Anyone?
Well, here's the picture: It's me presenting my prisoner, Antonio the noble pirate (with no sea cap on his head), to Duke Orsino and Cesario/Viola.
So, am I toiling my unbreathed memories? You tell me.




