Let your indulgence set me free

Epilogue from Tempest By Shakespeare

Spoken by Prospero

Now my charms are all o'erthrown,

And what strength I have's mine own, 

Which is most faint. Now 'tis true

I must be here confined by you, 

Or sent to Naples. Let me not, 

Since I have my dukedom got

And pardon the deceiver, dwell

In this bare island by your spell;

But release me from my bands

With the help of your good hands. 

Gentle breath of yours my sails

Must fill, or else my project fails, 

Which was to please. Now I want

Spirits to enforce, are to enchant;

And my ending is despair 

Unless I be relieved by prayer, 

Which pierces so that is assaults

Mercy itself and frees all faults. 

As your from crimes would pardoned be, 

Let your indulgence set me free

I have been studying the Tempest in school lately and it has become one of my favorites. I wanted to share my favorite passage with you all. 

Blessings

~Elizabeth  

Shakespeare Hokey Pokey

The Hokey Pokey Shakespeare style, the Reduced Shakespeare Company put this together. :) 

Blessings 

~Elizabeth 

Fear no more

This song makes me want to cry. So peaceful, sweet and sad. I would love to listen to this while I am falling asleep.

Fear no more the heat o' the sun

Nor the furious winter rages;

Thou they worldly task is done,

Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages.

Golden lads and girls all must,

As chimney-sweeps, come to dust.

The septre, learning, physic, must

All follow this and come to dust. 

Fear no more the frown o' th'  great;

Thou are past the tyrant's stroke.

Care no more to cloth and eat; 

To three the reed is as the oak.

The septre, learning, physic, must. 

All follow this and come to dust. 

All lovers young, all lovers must

Consign to thee and come to dust.

~

 Blessings
~Elizabeth

PS. The lyrics are from Shakespeare. Loreena put them to music. :)

Sonnet XXI

Sonnet XXI

by Shakespeare

So it is not with me, as with that Muse,

Stirr'd by painted beauty to his verse,

Who heavan itself for ornament doth use,

And every fair with his fair doth rehearse;

Making a couplement of proud compare,

With sun and moon, with earth and sea's rich gems

With April's first-lorn flowers and all things rare

That heaven's air in this huge rondure hems.

O! let me, true love, but truly write,

And then believe me, my love is fair

As any mother's child thought not so bright

As those golden candles fix'd in heaven's air:

Let them say more that like of hearsay well;

I will not praise, purpose not to sell.

Notebooks, flowers, and pictures

I like to play with the camera and take all kinds of pictures. If I feel I have something to take a picture of. Here is a picture I took of what I have fondly nicknamed "my Shakespeare book". I have quite a few journals, I am not a diary kind of person, so I don't know what to do with them. So I am using this one to put in some of my favorite Shakespeare poems, sonnets, and quotes from plays. It is my collection of favorite works from Shakespeare.

I put the flower there because it looked nice to me. It is one of the ones that I dried.

Blessings

~Elizabeth

Hamlet Act I scene II lines 129-159

"O that this too too sullied flesh would melt,

Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew,

Or that the Everlasting had not fixed

His canon 'gaints self-slaughter, O God, God,

How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable

Seem to me all uses of this world!

Fie on't fie, 'tis an unweeded garden

That grows to seed. Things rand and gross in nature

Posses it merely. That it should come to this:

But two months dead, nay, not so much, not two,

So excellent a king, taht was to this

Hyperion to a satyr, so loving to my mother

That he might not beteem the winds of heaven

Visit her face to roughly, Heaven and earth,

Must I remember? Why, she would hand on him

As if increase of appetie had grown

By what it fed on; and yet within a month-

Let me not think on't; frailty, thy name is women-

A little month, or ere those shoes were old

With wich she followed my poor father's body

Like Niobe, all tears, why she even she-

O God, a beast that wants discourse of reason

Would have mourned longer-

Married with my uncle,

My father's brother, but no more like my father

Than I Hercules. Within a month,

Ere yet that salt of most unrightous tears

Had left the flushing in her galled eyes

She married. O most wicked speed to post

With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!

It is no, nor it cannot come to good.

But break my heart, for I must hold my tongue."

This is Hamlet's first speech alone. It is my favorite speech so far! I think I like ti because it is how we are first introduced to Hamlet's character, and the depression he feels, his sorrow, and anguish.


Yes I am finally watching Kenneth Branagh's Hamlet!! I am so happy! I am half way through and I love it!!

Blessings

~Elizabeth

Sonnet XXX

XXX

When to the sessions of sweet silent thought

I summon up remembrance of things past,

I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,

And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:

then can I drown and eye, unus'd, to flow,

For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,

And weep afresh loves's long-since cancell'd woe,

And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight.

Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,

And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er

The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,

Which I new pay, as if not paid before:

But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,

All losses are restor'd, and sorrows end.

*painting by Monet

Loreena Mckennitt and Shakespeare!

Loreena Mckennitt and Shakespeare together!!!! This is too good to be true! :)

Loreena Mckennitt took Prospero's speech, from The Tempest, and set it to music. I have not read the Tempest, but I am know the basic story line. I love the words, and the music. How could you not love the words, it is Shakespeare!

I know I have some Shakespeare loving followers, so I hope you enjoy!
Pleas tell me what you think?

Love and Blessings
~Elizabeth

Final Shakespeare Week post

Shakespeare Week has reach its close. I have enjoyed this very much! I love the sonnets and I loved plays! I have enjoyed reading other peoples' posts about Shakespeare. For the last Shakespeare week post I am doing a couple of different Shakespeare passages. Hope you enjoy!


Sonnet XXX

When to the sessions of sweet silent thought

I summon up remembrance of things past,

I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,

And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:

Then can I drown an eye unus'd to flow,

For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,

And weep afresh love's long-since cancell'd woe,

And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight.

Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,

And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er

The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,

Which I new pay, as if not paid before:

But if the while I think on thee dear friend,

All losses are resor'd and sorrows end.

Twelfth Night Duke Orsino

If music be the food of love play on;

Give excess of it, that, surfeiting,

The appetite may sicken, and so die.-

O! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound

That breathes upon a bank of violets,

Stealing and giving odour. - Enough! no more:

T'is not so sweet now, as it was before.

O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou,

That not withstanding thy capacity

Receiveth as the sea nought enters there,

Of what validity and pitch soe'er,

But falls into abatement and low price,

Even in a minute! so full of shapes is fancy,

That it alone is high-fantastical.

Blessing

~Elizabeth

Richard II Shakespeare

This is a speech that Richard gives after he has abdicated, and is in prison. He is very depressed.

(I have not put the whole part here, because it is very long.

I have been studying how I may compare

This prison, where I live unto the world:

And for because the world is populous,

And here is not a creature but myself,

I cannot do it; yet I'll hammer it out.

My brain I'll prove the female to my soul;

My soul, the father: and these two beget

A generation of still-breeding thoughts,

And these same thoughts people this little world,

In humours like the people of this world,

For no thought is contented. The better sort,

As thoughts of things divine are intermix'd

With scruples, and do set the word itself

Against the word:

As thus,--"Come, little ones;" and then again-

"It is as hard to come as for a camel

To thread the postern of a needles eye."

Thoughts tending to ambition they do plot

Unlikely wonders: how these vain weak nails

May tear a passage through the flinty ribs

Of this hard world, my ragged prison walls;

Blessings

~Elizabeth

Twelfth Night 1988

Title: Twelfth Night 1988

Producer: A&E

Directer:Kenneth Branagh

My rating: 5/5 stars! :)

This has to be one of my favorites(not that I have see that many). I loved th actors. My favorite characters from the play were Feste the fool, Malvolio, Viola's maid, and Sir Edward. My sisters and I watched this and we were laughing. Our favorite part was when Malvolio is reading the letter and Sir Toby the man servant, and Sir Edward are listening in! We were laughing the whole time.

What I liked: I like how is was like a play, they filmed it on an actual set. It was really interesting to see that, and it made it seem more like a play. I love the actors, they all did a splendid job. The costumes were not what I expected I thought they would be something more like from Shakespeare, though after a while I liked them. There were no questionable scenes, or anything that we would have to fast forward through, so that is a big A+!

What I didn't like: I really don't have anything that I dislike about this. I think the only this is that the lighting. At sometimes it was dark, and because the setting was mostly white that made for a lot of light at sometimes. I would have put more color in it.

I would highly recommend this movie. It is one of the best, and I think good for the whole family. I watched this with my sisters and they loved it! I would definitely buy this if I could!

Blessings

Elizabeth

Romeo and Juliet

Two households, both alike in dignity,

In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,

From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,

Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.

From forth the fatal loins of these two foes

A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life,

Whose misadventured piteous overthrows

Doth with their death bury their parents' strife.

The fearful passage of their death-marked love,

And the continuance of their parents' rage,

Which, but their children's end naught could remove,

Is now the two hour's traffic of our stage,

The which if you with patient ears attend,

What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.

~The opening to Romeo and Juliet.

Romeo and Juliet is not really a love story. I mean really they meet one night at a party and decided to get married the next day. Shakespeare was trying to make a point that family arguments are silly.

I have never really cared all that much for Romeo and Juliet. It has always seem really silly to me, though I love the language.

~Elizabeth

Sonnets

Sonnet X

By Shakespeare

For shame! deny that thou bear'st love to any,

Who for thyself art so unprovident.

Grant, if thou wilt, thou art belov'd of many,

But that thou none lov'st is most evident

For thou art possess'd with murderous hate,

That 'gaint thyself thou stick'st not to conspire

Seeking that beauteous roof to ruinate,

Which to repair should be thy cheif desire.

O change they thought, that I may change my mind!

Shall hate be fairer loged than gentle love?

Be as thy presence is, gracious and kind,

Or to thyself, at lest, kind-hearted prove:

Make thee another self for love of me,

That beauty still may live in thine or thee.
Sonnet XVIII

by Shakespeare

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer's lease hath all to short a date.

Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines,

And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;

And every fair from fair sometimes declines,

By chance, or nature's, changing course untrimm'd;

Buy thy eternal summer shall not fade,

Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;

Nor shall Death brag thou wander''st in his shade,

When in eternal lines to time thou growest,

So long as men breath, or every eyes can see;

So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

~Elizabeth

Give away at Erratic Muse!

Erratic Muse is having a HUGE give away with lots of Shakespeary things! Here are just a few of the lovely things that are being given away!


This is a very cool pendant.
I love this one it has such soft colors and is so feminine!

I like this one for the same reasons as state for the one above. :)

Shakespeare was one of the masters of language. He knew how to say things that would make people think, and react. I love the words that he uses!

Some of my first introductions to Shakespeare were through Usborne, they have a book that is a collection of Shakespeare's plays told in story form. I loved to read the stories!

I really enjoy Twelfth Night. The story always makes me laugh. We watched once a filmed version, but it was play form. So it had sets, it was not like a movie, It was like a stage. It was very good, and my sisters enjoyed it too. We all laughed when Malvolieo was reading the letter and the others were listening in. :) That was our favorite part.

Shakespeare Week!

It is Shakespeare Week over at The Erratic Muse!! I am very exited for it!!!! :) I love language (as I posted earlier)! I have been wanting to read more Shakespeare and learn more about him so this will be a great opportunity!

My mom was a theater major in collage so I hear a lot about Shakespeare, and when I was younger I tried to read some of it, but it was really hard for me. Now that I am older it is much easier! :)

I am very interested in Shakespeare's history plays. I am a huge history fan!!!!!!! I love history!!!! So those would be one of my first targets. :) I have been reading a lot of the British monarch history at the moment. Mostly Plantagenet and Tudor.

One of my favorite quotes from Shakespeare is ... "Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown" from Henry the IV. Uneasy lies the Head was actually a title to a book I read about Henry VII by Jean Plaidy.

~Elizabeth