Thou dost love her, because thou knowest I love her;

-Narrator

                                   

Sonnet 42                                                                             Line 6

Interestingly enough, this is one line up from a Totally Random line from a few years ago. So for starters I’ll give you a link to that post.

http://totallyrandomdailyshakespeare.blogspot.com/2016/10/thoudost-love-her-because-thou-knowst-i.html

Okay, that was from October 2016, over two years ago. Well now, having read that old post, I have to say that’s a pretty good post, and I’m not sure I can do much to add to that. And, in fact, even though the Totally Random line picked that day was     

And for my sake enough so she doth abuse me, 

as you can see I also added today’s line to that post. So it’s been done and I guess I’m finished with this line. 

As noted in that old post, maybe at some point I’ll get into the sonnets a bit more. But it is not this day.

A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship. But it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields when the age of Men comes crashing down! But it is not this day!

Bonus quote today, instead of a picture. But maybe you will know where this quote comes from and you can picture the scene that goes with it? If you can't, ask any guy in the room.

The tyrannous and bloody act is done,-

The most arch deed of piteous massacre

That ever yet this land was guilty of.

-Sir James Tyrrel

                                   

Richard The Third                              Act IV, Scene iii, Line 1

Well this line has certainly piqued my interest. How about you? I mean, that is a pretty strong statement. 'That ever yet this land was guilty of'? That's saying a lot. And who is this Tyrrel guy anyway?

So here's the thing: I have a basic familiarity with this play, but I don't know all the details. I know that Richard was not a very nice guy and that he was probably responsible for the death of his two nephews, but I think that happens early on, if not at the end of Henry VI Part III. So I don't think that's what this is referring to. I could be wrong about that. In any case, I didn't read on this morning. I stopped right here with these three lines to write this post. Now I suppose I'll be going back to the book to see what this tyrannous,  bloody act is. However, I've decided to let this post sit where it is for today. Nope, not gonna tell you what the act is. As of right now, I don't know what it is. So you're on your own. 

Maybe I'll post the results of my further reading tomorrow. Or maybe not.
 

 

Okay, if you don't know what the tyrannous act is, do you know where these guys are standing? Maybe I'll tell you that tomorrow too.

Myself will straight aboard, and to the state

This heavy act with heavy heart relate.

-Lodovico

                                   

Othello                                            Act V, Scene ii, Line 372

This is the rhyming couplet that ends the play. There’s a few things worth mentioning here, without actually getting into the specifics of the words used.

First off, let’s talk about rhyme and rhyming couplets. Will likes to end scenes, long speeches and almost always plays with a rhyming couplet. I’m not sure why, but he does. It’s kind of a weird little thing. And, of course, there are some plays where he goes into extended rhyme. Again, I’m not quite sure why he does this. It’s interesting, but sometimes a bit perplexing. And whilst people don’t usually talk in rhyme, you have to remember that this is first and foremost written as a stage production. And it’s safe to say that whole groups of people don’t suddenly break into a choreographed song and dance production. And yet that’s what you’ll see in a Broadway musical. So, keep that in mind: it’s a stage production.

Secondly, about these two lines. It occurs to me as I read them that they could be used as the ending rhyming couplet for any number of Will’s tragedies. Don’t you think? There’s always a bunch of dead people and some survivor or other with the last words. Hmm.

One last thing: perfect iambic pentameter. I’m just saying.

 

We took a pic of this guy right before we went straight aboard. We weren't going to the state, nor did we have heavy hearts (we were on vacation!). Either way, this guy wasn't coming with us no matter where we were going. And I'm pretty sure that his name wasn't Othello, and that he was still alive. Also, I don't remember if we left him with a rhyming couplet, but I'm thinking probably not.