Player King: it really is time for my nap now (3.2.210-222) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare

PLAYER QUEEN         Nor earth to me give food nor heaven light, Sport and repose lock from me day and night. To desperation turn my trust and hope And anchor’s cheer in prison be my scope. Each opposite that blanks the face of joy Meet what I would have well and it destroy. Both here and hence pursue me lasting strife If once I be a widow ever I be […]

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Player King: EVERYTHING is subject to Fortune, friendship and love included (3.2.198-209) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare

PLAYER KING The great man down, you mark his favourite flies, The poor advanced makes friends of enemies, And hitherto doth Love on Fortune tend, For who not needs shall never lack a friend, And who in want a hollow friend doth try Directly seasons him his enemy. But orderly to end where I begun, Our wills and fates do so contrary run […]

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Player King: nothing worldly lasts; love can change too (3.2.186-197) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare

PLAYER KING Most necessary ’tis that we forget To pay ourselves what to ourselves is debt. What to ourselves in passion we propose, The passion ending doth the purpose lose. The violence of either grief or joy Their own enactures with themselves destroy. Where joy most revels grief doth most lament, Grief joys, joy grieves, on slender accident. This world is […]

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Player King: it’s OK to change your mind, love, that’s just life (3.2.176-185) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare

PLAYER QUEEN         The instances that second marriage move Are base respects of thrift, but none of love. A second time I kill my husband dead When second husband kisses me in bed. PLAYER KING I do believe you think what now you speak. But what we do determine oft we break. Purpose is but the slave to memory, Of violent birth but poor […]

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Player King: you must remarry! Player Queen: NEVER! Hamlet: HA! (3.2.167-175) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare

PLAYER KING Faith, I must leave thee, love, and shortly too, My operant powers their functions leave to do, And thou shalt live in this fair world behind Honoured, beloved, and haply one as kind For husband shalt thou – PLAYER QUEEN         O, confound the rest! Such love must needs be treason in my breast. In second husband let me be accurst: […]

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The play begins: it’s been 30 years… (3.2.148-153) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare

Enter [Player] King and [Player] Queen. PLAYER KING Full thirty times hath Phoebus’ cart gone round Neptune’s salt wash and Tellus’ orbed ground And thirty dozen moons with borrowed sheen About the world have times twelve thirties been Since love our hearts and Hymen did our hands Unite commutual in most sacred bands.       (3.2.148-153) And now the play proper; sometimes the Player King and Player Queen bear more than a superficial resemblance […]

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