Shakespeare & Donne
Apr. 13th, 2005 11:30 amI felt like the Olde Englishe today, sort of.
William Shakespeare
( Sonnet 116: Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments )
( Sonnet 130: My Mistress' Eyes )
( Sonnet 54: O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem )
( The quality of mercy: Portia's speech from The Merchant of Venice )
Once more into the breach: Henry's speech at Harfleur
Once more into the breach, dear friends, once more;
Or close the wall up with our English dead!
In peace there’s nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility:
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger;
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favour’d rage;
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect...
(Couldn't find the whole speech, unfortunately.) Also look for: "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?" , Shylock's "to bait fish withal" speech from The Merchant of Venice, and, and, and, oh, who am I kidding, I can't tell you everything, right?
John Donne
Just the one from Donne because there's a hell of a lot of Shakespeare up there anyway.
( The Ecstacy )
I couldn't find the original spelling version, "The Extasie", unfortunately. I know three verses of this by heart, though; my mother had it painted on the walls of my parents' old bedroom.
When love, with one another so
Interanimates two souls,
That abler soul which thence doth flow
Defects of loneliness controls.
To our bodies turn we then, that so
Weak men on love reveal'd may look:
Love's mysteries in souls do grow
But yet the body is his book.
So must pure lovers' souls descend
T'affections, and to faculties;
Which sense may reach and apprehend
Else a great prince in prison lies.
GREAT poem. :p such a good message, too... hehehe.
William Shakespeare
( Sonnet 116: Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments )
( Sonnet 130: My Mistress' Eyes )
( Sonnet 54: O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem )
( The quality of mercy: Portia's speech from The Merchant of Venice )
Once more into the breach: Henry's speech at Harfleur
Once more into the breach, dear friends, once more;
Or close the wall up with our English dead!
In peace there’s nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility:
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger;
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favour’d rage;
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect...
(Couldn't find the whole speech, unfortunately.) Also look for: "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?" , Shylock's "to bait fish withal" speech from The Merchant of Venice, and, and, and, oh, who am I kidding, I can't tell you everything, right?
John Donne
Just the one from Donne because there's a hell of a lot of Shakespeare up there anyway.
( The Ecstacy )
I couldn't find the original spelling version, "The Extasie", unfortunately. I know three verses of this by heart, though; my mother had it painted on the walls of my parents' old bedroom.
When love, with one another so
Interanimates two souls,
That abler soul which thence doth flow
Defects of loneliness controls.
To our bodies turn we then, that so
Weak men on love reveal'd may look:
Love's mysteries in souls do grow
But yet the body is his book.
So must pure lovers' souls descend
T'affections, and to faculties;
Which sense may reach and apprehend
Else a great prince in prison lies.
GREAT poem. :p such a good message, too... hehehe.