A WINTER’S TALE, 4.4
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Our beloved All Hallows High School (which closed in June after 115 years) and Joyce Kilmer Park.
📷: Bronx, February 2014
A WINTER’S TALE, 4.4
#ShakespeareSunday
Our beloved All Hallows High School (which closed in June after 115 years) and Joyce Kilmer Park.
📷: Bronx, February 2014
And bear’t before him.
Shakespeare, MACBETH, 5.4
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#tistheseason
And bear’t before him.
Shakespeare, MACBETH, 5.4
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#tistheseason
Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.
Shakespeare, AS YOU LIKE IT, 2.1
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📷 Cornell Womack as Duke Senior in “AS YOU LIKE IT, 2019 at The Old Globe, San Diego
Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.
Shakespeare, AS YOU LIKE IT, 2.1
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📷 Cornell Womack as Duke Senior in “AS YOU LIKE IT, 2019 at The Old Globe, San Diego
By the triple Hecat’s team
From the presence of the sun,
Following darkness like a dream,
Now are frolic.
Shakespeare, A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM, 5.1
#DavidTennant
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THEME: Faery
By the triple Hecat’s team
From the presence of the sun,
Following darkness like a dream,
Now are frolic.
Shakespeare, A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM, 5.1
#DavidTennant
#BookWormSat
THEME: Faery
O, cut my lace, lest my heart, cracking it,
Break too! The Queen, the Queen,
The sweet’st, dear’st creature’s dead.
THE WINTER’S TALE, 3.2
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O, cut my lace, lest my heart, cracking it,
Break too! The Queen, the Queen,
The sweet’st, dear’st creature’s dead.
THE WINTER’S TALE, 3.2
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Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool—
STEPHANO
There is not only disgrace and dishonor in that, monster, but an infinite loss.
THE TEMPEST, 4.1
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THEME: Love & Loss
Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool—
STEPHANO
There is not only disgrace and dishonor in that, monster, but an infinite loss.
THE TEMPEST, 4.1
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THEME: Love & Loss
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, conjure up the blood…
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect.
Shakespeare, HENRY V, 3.1
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Theme: War
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, conjure up the blood…
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect.
Shakespeare, HENRY V, 3.1
#bookwormsat
Theme: War
It weeps, it bleeds, and each new day a gash
Is added to her wounds.
Macbeth
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It weeps, it bleeds, and each new day a gash
Is added to her wounds.
Macbeth
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MAAN, 3.5
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MAAN, 3.5
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MAAN, 5.1
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MAAN, 5.1
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To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot;
This sensible warm motion to become
A kneaded clod…
Shakespeare, MEASURE FOR MEASURE, 3.1
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Death row inmate Claudio tells his sister of his fears of death.
To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot;
This sensible warm motion to become
A kneaded clod…
Shakespeare, MEASURE FOR MEASURE, 3.1
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Death row inmate Claudio tells his sister of his fears of death.
Immortal longings in me…
Methinks I hear
Antony call; I see him rouse himself
To praise my noble act. Husband, I come!…
I am fire and air; my other elements
I give to baser life.
Shakespeare, ANTONY & CLEOPATRA, 5.2
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Cleopatra’s final speech.
Immortal longings in me…
Methinks I hear
Antony call; I see him rouse himself
To praise my noble act. Husband, I come!…
I am fire and air; my other elements
I give to baser life.
Shakespeare, ANTONY & CLEOPATRA, 5.2
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Cleopatra’s final speech.
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HAMLET, 2.2
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HAMLET, 2.2
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HAMLET, 4.5
#ShakespeareSunday #MarkRuffalo
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HAMLET, 4.5
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#HBO #Task @markruffalo.bsky.social
Doom’d for a certain term to walk the night,
And for the day confined to fast in fires,
Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature
Are burnt and purged away.
#Shakespeare #ShakespeareSunday #Hamlet #ghosts #Halloween 🎃
www.youtube.com/watch?v=MrMo...
Doom’d for a certain term to walk the night,
And for the day confined to fast in fires,
Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature
Are burnt and purged away.
#Shakespeare #ShakespeareSunday #Hamlet #ghosts #Halloween 🎃
www.youtube.com/watch?v=MrMo...
You moonshine revelers, and shades of night,
You orphan heirs of fixéd destiny,
Attend your office and your quality.
Twenty glow-worms shall our lanterns be,
To guide our measure round about the tree.
MWOW, 5.5
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You moonshine revelers, and shades of night,
You orphan heirs of fixéd destiny,
Attend your office and your quality.
Twenty glow-worms shall our lanterns be,
To guide our measure round about the tree.
MWOW, 5.5
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And bowl’d to death with turnips!
MWOW, 3.4
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#turnip #jackolantern #Irish #AnnePage
And bowl’d to death with turnips!
MWOW, 3.4
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#turnip #jackolantern #Irish #AnnePage
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold—
Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
Shakespeare, Sonnet 73
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THEME: Autumn
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold—
Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
Shakespeare, Sonnet 73
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THEME: Autumn
Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world
Hath so incens’d that I am reckless what
I do to spite the world.
MACBETH, 3.1
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Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world
Hath so incens’d that I am reckless what
I do to spite the world.
MACBETH, 3.1
#ShakespeareSunday