humanities.lit.authors.shakespeare

On Feb 29, 8:00=A0pm, Ignoto wrote:
> Tom Reedy wrote:
> > On Feb 22, 9:55 am, Jim KQKnave wrote:
> >> On Feb 22, 12:03 am, Tom Reedy wrote:
>
> >>> Contrast your first 50 or so lines of Titus from the first act with
> >>> the first 50 or so lines from the third:
> >>> Hear me, grave fathers! noble tribunes, stay!
> >>> For pity of mine age, whose youth was spent
> >>> In dangerous wars whilst you securely slept;
> >>> For all my blood in Rome's great quarrel shed;
> >>> For all the frosty nights that I have watch'd;
> >>> And for these bitter tears, which now you see
> >>> Filling the aged wrinkles in my cheeks;
> >>> Be pitiful to my condemned sons,
> >>> Whose souls are not corrupted as 'tis thought.
> >>> For two and twenty sons I never wept,
> >>> Because they died in honour's lofty bed.
> >>> [Throwing himself on the ground.]
> >>> For these, tribunes, in the dust I write
> >>> My heart's deep languor and my soul's sad tears:
> >>> Let my tears stanch the earth's dry appetite;
> >>> My sons' sweet blood will make it shame and blush.
> >> Amazing, now you are confusing conventional melodramatic
> >> posturing with imagery.
>
> > It is you who is confused. I must say I am really surprised at your
> > inability to pick out imagery.
>
> > For all the frosty nights that I have watch'd;
> > And for these bitter tears, which now you see
> > Filling the aged wrinkles in my cheeks;
>
> > Here without ever mentioning eyes we can see Titus's eyes set in a
> > weathered face on a cold morning with his frozen breath steaming in
> > the air.
>
> > in the dust I write
> > My heart's deep languor and my soul's sad tears:
> > Let my tears stanch the earth's dry appetite;
>
> > And here we can see the dry dust absorb the welling drops from those
> > same eyes.
>
> > There is nothing like it in Peele. As you have said before, Peele is
> > boring and unimaginative.
>
> Not really a fair epithet, IMO...
>
> David on seeing Bethsabe:
>
> "Now comes my lover tripping like the roe,
> And brings my longings tangled in her hair.
> To joy her love I'll build a kingly bower,
> Seated in hearing of a hundred streams,
> That for their homage to her sovereign looks,
> Shall, as the serpents fold into their nests
> In oblique turnings, wind their nimble waves
> About the circles of her curious walks;
> And with their murmur summon easeful sleep
> To lay his golden sceptre on her brows."
> (D&B, G.P.)

Yes, I have a tendency to exaggerate when arguing, and I am especially
guilty in this case, since I haven't read all of Peele. Thanks for the
corrective.

TR

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> >> You seem to like any scene where
> >> the actors are beating their breasts and tearing their clothes.
> >> "He's yellin' like Sir Lawrence, mus' be that Shakespere fella."
> >> The imagery I see here is in the last lines where he describes
> >> writing his "heart's deep languor" in the dust, his tears satisfying
> >> the earth's appetite. Which is typical of Shakespeare,
> >> but so is the imagery in the excerpt from act 1:
>
> >> "Lo, as the bark that hath discharg'd her fraught
> >> Returns with precious lading to the bay
> >> From whence at first she weigh'd her anchorage,
> >> Cometh Andronicus,"
>
> >> "Titus, unkind, and careless of thine own,
> >> Why suffer'st thou thy sons, unburied yet,
> >> To hover on the dreadful shore of Styx?"
>
> >> "O sacred receptacle of my joys,
> >> Sweet cell of virtue and nobility,
> >> How many sons hast thou of mine in store..."
>
> >> "In peace and honour rest you here, my sons;
> >> Rome's readiest champions, repose you here in rest,
> >> Secure from worldly chances and mishaps!
> >> Here lurks no treason, here no envy swells,
> >> Here grow no damned drugs, here are no storms,
> >> No noise, but silence and eternal sleep.
> >> In peace and honour rest you here, my sons!"
>
> >> Not to mention eloquent. But I don't expect a beef-witted
> >> tadpole-eater such as yourself to understand.
>
> > I doubt you'll find many who agree with you. With this special insight
> > granted only to you, you are like Crowley.
>
> > TR
>
> >> See my demolition of Monsarrat's RES paper!http://hometown.aol.com/kqkn=
ave/monsarr1.html
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> >> The Droeshout portrait is not unusual at all!http://hometown.aol.com/kq=
knave/shakenbake.html
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