Oh hateful, vaporous, and foggy night!

Since thou art guilty of my cureless crime,

Muster thy mists to meet the eastern light,

Make war against proportion’d course of time;

Or if thou wilt permit the sun to climb

His wonted height, yet ere he go to bed,

Knit poisonous clouds about his golden head. 

-Lucrece

Lucrece                            line 775 

We’ve got Lucrece today, ruminating about how the night can hide her from the world in the light of day since she has been raped. This is just the beginning of her immersion into the depths of her pathos which will ultimately lead to her suicide. It’s a fairly graphic poem, but it does not paint a pretty picture.

Just a few thoughts about some of the language used in this painting.

Guilty of my cureless crime. The night is guilty, and yet she’s taking ownership of the crime which is cureless. What about the rapist? He’s not given any of the blame. It’s the night’s and Lucrece’s fault?

Proportion’d course of time. What’s a simpler way of putting that? The day? Make war against the day? That would seem to be what she’s saying, but it’s certainly an odd way of putting it.

Poisonous clouds. Have you ever seen a poisonous cloud?

Interesting language.

 How about these? Are they poisonous clouds? That little island doesn't look too healthy. It looks like something may have poisoned it. Maybe it was those clouds. Who knows?

Thy mother’s of my generation: what’s she, if I be a dog?



-Apemantus



Timon Of Athens                          Act I, scene i, line 204 



Well we’ve got something here. Our last blog post on Monday was from the latter part of this same play. In that part of the play Timon had undergone the transformation to people-hating cynic and he's telling Apemantus (the people-hating cynic of act I, above) that he's no better than a dog. Now here we see where we started with Apemantus, being the people-hating cynic in Act I, calling someone a dog. Actually, today’s Totally Random line is Apemantus’s response when the Painter says to him Y’are a dog (kind of sounds like the Painter should be the Pirate, doesn't it?). In any case, we can see where Timon got the dog idea. I’d say that’s pretty darn, Totally Random. 


I suppose this dog eat dog thing would be pretty obvious to anyone studying, or perhaps just seeing, Timon Of Athens. But nonetheless, I think it’s kind of neat that we came up with it in Total Random fashion.


Comments?

That's right, I took the easy way out and went with another dog picture. Actually, these are prairie dogs, and those two on the left, well I'm not sure they qualify as dogs at all. However, one of them does qualify as a mother, so that works.

‘Tis, then, because thou dost not keep a dog,

Whom I would imitate: consumption catch thee!

-Timon

Timon Of Athens                              Act IV, scene iii, line 201

So this Timon fellow is quite the bitter little man in the latter part of this play. And that’s an understatement.

Timon has run away to the woods where he lives in a cave and digs for roots to eat. He’s had it with mankind. Apemantus shows up, and he tells Timon that people have told him that Timon is starting to act like him, Apematus. For the record, Apemantus is portrayed in this play as a rude philosopher. He says to Timon,

            I was directed hither: men report

           Thou dost affect my manners, and dost use them.

To which Timon replies with today’s Totally Random line. I think he’s telling Apematus that he’s not a good as a dog. That would seem like not a very nice thing to say.

I decided to give you the first pic of a dog I came across, and it was this one. Nutsy loves her sunbeams, and I don't think she's caring much about anything in this pic; not about mankind or anything else. And given her level of care-freeness I do believe she's someone whom I would imitate if I had the chance!

I shall sooner rail thee into wit and holiness: but, I think, thy horse will sooner con an oration than thou learn a prayer without the book. Thou canst strike, canst thou? A red murrain o’ thy jade’s tricks!

-Thersites

Troilus And Cressida                        Act II, scene i, line 16

Another fool. Well, they don’t list him as a fool. He’s listed in the Dramatis Personae as ‘a deform’d and scurrilous Grecian’. Now, to be clear, I’m not sure where this ‘Dramatis Personae’ thing comes from. In the First Folio there is often no cast of characters at all, and when there is it’s not called ‘Dramatis Personae’, I know that for sure. But I guess that’s an issue for another day.

In any event, Ajax is trying to get some info out of Thersites. Whilst the latter does not appear to be Ajax’s servant, he is clearly his subordinate. Thersites is giving Ajax a hard time, and Ajax gives him a smack and says,

            Speak, then, thou vinewedst leaven, speak: I will beat thee into handsomeness.

He’s calling him moldy yeast and smacking him. And that’s when Thersites gives us today’s Totally Random line in reply. ‘beat thee into handsomeness,’ that’s kind of funny. And notice that Thersites is saying that there’s no way he can be beaten into handsomeness.

By the way, this is the play in the First Folio that’s not listed in the table of contents. Have I mentioned that before? Yeah, there’s thirty-six plays in the First Folio and only thirty-five in the table of contents. Go figure.

 

How about one of these horses; do you think they can give a speech? That's what 'con an oration' means. Yeah, I don't think they're going to be giving any speeches. In fact, if anything I think they might even be a bit moldy! 

Hear your own dignity so much profaned,

See your most dreadful laws so loosely slighted,

Behold yourself so by a son disdain'd;



-Lord Chief Justice



King Henry The Fourth Part II                                  Act V scene ii line 93



Here’s the deal: Henry IV has just died. A bunch of the big guys are talking, the Lord Chief Justice being one of them. They’re talking about the fact that the Lord Chief Justice had reprimanded Prince Harry, who is now Henry V, and so that this Lord may be in for his comeuppance (in fact, I think he might have actually thrown Prince Harry in jail, but I’m not sure). Harry, now Henry V, enters the room and he sort of asks the Lord Chief Justice about this incident. And the Lord Chief Justice says that when he was Prince Harry his highness was breaking his dad’s rules. That would be King Henry the Fourth’s rules, and that’s what the Chief Justice was enforcing. He asks the new King to wait until he has a son, and to wait until he hears his own dignity so much profaned, his own laws so loosely slighted, and himself by a son disdain’d. Then he’ll understand what the Chief Justice was doing by reprimanding him when he was Prince Harry. And Harry, now King Henry V, says You’re right. Literally, he says,

 You are right, justice, and you weigh this well;

The Lord Chief Justice used a version of the old “wait ‘til you have kids of your own!” It’s the oldest line in the book.

That's my dad in the background looking at my brother on the left with his two sons, the little guy in his mom's arms and the older son on the right. Do you think my dad is thinking anything about being glad that my brother now gets to see what it's like to have sons of his own? Well he seems to be enjoying some thought or another, doesn't he?