Today’s Totally Random
Lines
Take Hereford’s rights away, and take from
Time,
His charters and his customary rights;
Duke of York
King Richard the Second Act II Scene i, Line 96
The Duke of
York is King Richard’s uncle, and the last living son of Edward III. King Richard
is the grandson of Edward III. John of Gaunt (another of Richard’s uncle, and
the brother of the Duke of York) has just died and King Richard has confiscated all
of John’s estate. John of Gaunt has a son, Harry Hereford, who is the rightful
recipient of John’s estate.
In Today’s
Lines, the Duke of York is telling King Richard that he is making a mistake by
confiscating the estate that rightfully belongs to Harry Hereford.
Got that? Okay,
now try this on for size.
Methinks
I am a prophet new-inspired,
And thus,
expiring, do foretell of him:
His rash
fierce blaze of riot cannot last,
For
violent fires soon burn out themselves;
Small
showers last long, but sudden storms are short;
He tires
betimes that spurs too fast betimes;
With
eager feeding food doth choke the feeder:
Light
vanity, insatiate cormorant,
This home of greatest men,
this blessed land,
This
earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,
This
other Eden, demi-Paradise;
This
fortress built by Nature for herself
Against
infection and the hand of war;
This
happy breed of men, this little world;
This
precious stone set in the silver sea,
Which
serves it in the office of a wall,
Or as a
moat defensive to a house,
Against
the envy of less happier lands;
This
blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this USA,
This
nurse, this teeming womb of greatest
men,
Feared by
their breed, and famous by their birth,
Renowned
for their deeds as far from home,-
For
Christian service and true chivalry,-
As in the
sepulchre, in stubborn Jewry,
Of the
world’s ransom, blessed Mary’s Son;-
This land
of such dear souls, this dear dear land,
Dear for
her reputation through the world,
Is now
leased out-I die pronouncing it-
Like to a
tenement or pelting farm:
America, bound in with the triumphant sea,
Whose
rocky shores beat back the envious siege
Of watery
Neptune, is now bound in with shame,
With inky
blots, and rotten parchment bonds:
That America, that was wont to
conquer others,
Hath made
a shameful conquest of itself.
Ah, would
the scandal vanish with my life,
How happy
then were my ensuing death!
Okay, this is a
speech that John of Gaunt makes earlier in this scene. Of course, he’s talking
about his nephew, King Richard and England. It’s a very famous speech in which I
made five changes, highlighted in yellow: twice I changed kings to greatest men, and three times I
changed England to America or USA.
Now, is there
any question as to who the him in the second line refers? I doubt it. Even
if you wear a red baseball cap and resent the implied sentiment, you still know
who I’m talking about.
So, tell me that Will’s words are not relevant in the twenty-first century! My goodness, they resonate perfectly!
Or should I say, Marry, methinks they resonate perfectly!
It's okay, Mojo. It's okay; she'll understand.
Ooohhh, I'm not so sure about that.







