O,
fellow, come, the song we had last night.
-Duke of Illyria
Twelfth Night
Act
II, scene iv, line 42
Very interesting. Yesterday’s line was ‘Fore God, an
excellent song. We didn’t have a post yesterday, so we didn’t talk
about that line. But nonetheless, it is the line that I randomly picked and
read yesterday. It was Cassio speaking in Othello. So, two days in a row
now, we have someone talking about songs. I suppose I need to find a picture of
myself singing. Umm, I’m not sure that picture exists.
I do like the four lines that immediately proceed today’s
Totally Random line. This is a scene where Viola is disguised as a guy named
Cesario, she’s part of the Duke’s court, and she’s got a crush on the duke. The
duke, having no idea about the crush and thinking that Viola is a young man, is
advising him/her that he/she must find a younger woman since,
For
women are as roses, whose fair flower
Being
once display’d, doth fall that very hour.
To which Cesario/Viola responds,
And
so they are: alas, that they are so,--
To
die, even when they to perfection grow.
And this is immediately followed by the duke getting distracted
and asking for last night’s song. What do you think? Them’s is some pretty good
lines. I think there’s a lot we could talk about in those four lines. If we
wanted to…
Well I couldn't decide whether to give you a picture of a flower, or a link to a song. So I gave you a link to a song about a flower.
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