Friday, October 12, 2018


No more words, we beseech you.

-First Senator
                                   
Coriolanus                                                 Act III, Scene i, Line 74


I’ll say it again, I just don’t know why this play is not taught more in schools. Or maybe it is and I just don’t know about it. In any event, it’s a fabulous thing. There’s just a lot to look at here regarding politics and mobs and leadership and democracy and  more. And just about all of it is so relevant to today’s world.

Today’s line is one of the senators telling Coriolanus to stop talking, and it’s not going to work as the general is going to do quite the opposite. Yes, Coriolanus is going to keep talking and keep getting  himself in trouble.

Now I have to say that what struck me this morning was the words themselves: No more words, we beseech you. With my habit of picking a few words to meditate on every day, coming up with the words No more words, was a little startling. Perhaps upsetting? Should I take it as a sign? Don’t worry, I won’t.

Actions speak louder than words. A picture’s worth a thousand words. Sticks and stones can break my bones, but words can never hurt me. All these sayings seek to minimize the importance of words. And yet it’s words that separate us from the beasts. Do you think that when Will wrote this line he looked down and it and said to himself
“No more words?!? Insanity! Must have words!!”

Must have words!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 



Sunday, October 7, 2018


Why then we kill all our women. We see how mortal an unkindness is to them, if they suffer our departure, death's the word.



-Enobarbus

                                   

Antony And Cleopatra                               Act I, Scene ii, Line 134




Well now this is a line that's a bit hard to make out. We're early on in the play, and we're in Egypt. Antony has just received word from Rome that his wife, Fulvia, has died. Now Enobarbus enters and the first thing Antony says to him is I must with haste from hence. And Enobarbus replies with today's Totally Random line. And it really does seem totally random. Enobarbus does not know of Fulvia's death yet, so what is he flapping about? Is he speaking figuratively or literally? About the women in Egypt or Rome (seems like it's Egypt)? Or maybe all women? Well, rather than try to figure it out, why don't we leave it alone and take a look at a couple of other interesting things from today's line. 

First off, and I'm not sure if I've mentioned this in the past, I really like the name Enobarbus. Maybe I'll use that for a pet if I ever get a male dog or cat or pig or whatever in the future. This guy's name is Domitius Enobarbus, but most of the time people just call him Enobarbus. He's the epitome of the old soldier. The guy who's the right hand man of the general. The grizzled veteran who's spent his life in the military. I've no idea what he's talking about here, but he nonetheless has some really good stuff to say elsewhere in the play.

Another thing, and on a separate issue. I didn't feel quite sure about the punctuation in this line, and so I did what I always do when uncertain: I went back to my copy of the First Folio. Right or wrong, I consider this my most reliable source. I know, I know, there are questions even about the First Folio and there are inconsistencies even within different copies of the First Folio. But it's the best I've got. And I can tell you that there were less commas and more periods in the Folio version. But unfortunately nothing that helped me to clarify the meaning. 

Now what? Well, I guess I'll just move on to the rest of my day and if anyone thinks they have some insight on this line you can let me know.

This is my old friend Ron, whom I haven't seen in quite a few years. He's the closest I can find to a grizzled old veteran. He served in the marines, but he didn't make a career of it. I think I might have used his picture in a previous post. I'll bet it was a post about Enobarbus.

Friday, October 5, 2018


By heaven, I hate him everlastingly
That bids me be of comfort anywhere.

-Richard
                                   
King Richard the Second                      Act III, Scene ii, Line 207


This is Richard’s outburst after Scroop tells Richard that his Uncle York has gone over to Henry Bolingbroke’s side, thereby dooming any chance Richard has of retaining the throne. Yeah, Richard is not really having a very good day, and it’s hard to blame him for saying what he did.

I think we’ve all had days when we might want to make this exclamation, so you can save it for one of those days. Hopefully you’ve not had too many of this kind of day, but chances are that you’ve had a few.

Be careful though, because this exclamation may not be the best to use in that it heaps some potentially everlasting hate on someone around you who probably is not to blame for the bad day you're having. So in that sense, you might want to be a bit careful about using it.

In any event, here’s hoping that today is not one of these types of days for you and that you don’t have too many (if any) of these types of days in your future. By heaven!  

 
This is a pretty blue sky day. No need for this exclamation today, by heaven!

Wednesday, October 3, 2018


So then, you hope of pardon from Lord Angelo?

-Duke
                                   
Measure for Measure                              Act II, Scene i, Line 1

Without getting into a lot of context, Duke is talking to Claudio who is, if I'm not mistaken, sentenced to death. And while today's Totally Random line is not that amazing, the Dukes next lines, after Claudio's response, really are pretty amazing. I was talking to my friend Donald recently, and he brought up the subject of spending time thinking about death. He was talking about a holy day that was set aside for that, and I can't remember if it was Jewish or Buddhist, or something else. In any event, I will give him this passage. 

I meditated on it this morning. I'm can't seem to find the right word to describe this passage, let's just settle for really, really good. And it requires some meditation to appreciate it. So be prepared for that. To start you off, when Duke says 'Be absolute' he means 'be resolved, or settled in mind.' So here is the entirety of Duke's response when Claudio says 'I have hope to live, and am prepared to die.'

Be absolute for death; either death or life
Shall thereby be the sweeter, Reason thus with life:--
If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing
That none but fools would keep: a breath thou art,
Servile to all the skyey influences
That do this habitation, where thou keep'st,
Hourly afflict: merely, thou art death's fool;
For him thou labour'st by thy flight to shun,
And yet runn'st toward him still. Thou art not noble;
For all th'accommodations that thou bear'st
Are nursed by baseness. Thou'rt by no means valiant;
For thou dost fear the soft and tender fork
Of a poor worm. Thy best of rest is sleep,
And that thou oft provokest; yet grossly fear'st
Thy death, which is no more. Thou art not thyself;
For thou exists on many a thousand grains
that issue out of dust.  Happy thou art not;
For what thou hast not, still thou strivest to get,
And what thou hast, forgett'st. Thou art not certain;
For thy complexion shifts to strange affects,
After the moon. If thou art rich, thou'rt poor;
For, like an ass whose back with ingots bows,
Thou bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey,
And death unloads thee. Friend hast thou none;
For thine own bowels, which do call thee sire,
The mere effusions of thy proper loins,
Do curse the gout, serpigo, and the rheum,
For ending thee no sooner. Thou hast nor youth nor age,
But, as it were, an after-dinner's sleep,
Dreaming on both; for all thy blessed youth
Becomes as aged, and doth beg the alms
Of palsied eld; and when thou art old and rich,
Thou has neither heat, affection, limb, nor beauty,
To make thy riches pleasant. What's yet in this
That bears the name of life? Yet in this life
Lie hid moe thousand deaths: yet death we fear,
That makes these odds all even.  

Like I said, you're going to have to spend a little time with it. But if you do, I believe you will find it worthwhile. Good luck!

This seems like a pretty good picture to get you in a meditative mood. Plus, it's got the sunset thing going for it; that whole sunrise, sunset - life and death motif.





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