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Anglophile, Francophile, Hibernophile, lover of history, literature, theater, Star Wars, and U2 (oh, and did I mention Sleepy Hollow?)
Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak
Whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break. - Macbeth (A4, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
Whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break. - Macbeth (A4, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
November 9, 2025 at 1:00 PM
Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak
Whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break. - Macbeth (A4, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
Whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break. - Macbeth (A4, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
There greet in silence, as the dead are wont,
And sleep in peace, slain in your country's wars! - Titus Andronicus (A1, S1) #ShakespeareSunday
And sleep in peace, slain in your country's wars! - Titus Andronicus (A1, S1) #ShakespeareSunday
November 9, 2025 at 12:00 PM
There greet in silence, as the dead are wont,
And sleep in peace, slain in your country's wars! - Titus Andronicus (A1, S1) #ShakespeareSunday
And sleep in peace, slain in your country's wars! - Titus Andronicus (A1, S1) #ShakespeareSunday
Praising what is lost
Makes the remembrance dear. - All's Well That Ends Well (A5, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
Makes the remembrance dear. - All's Well That Ends Well (A5, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
November 9, 2025 at 11:00 AM
Praising what is lost
Makes the remembrance dear. - All's Well That Ends Well (A5, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
Makes the remembrance dear. - All's Well That Ends Well (A5, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
When my love swears that she is made of truth
I do believe her, though I know she lies - Sonnet 138 #ShakespeareSunday
I do believe her, though I know she lies - Sonnet 138 #ShakespeareSunday
November 2, 2025 at 1:00 PM
When my love swears that she is made of truth
I do believe her, though I know she lies - Sonnet 138 #ShakespeareSunday
I do believe her, though I know she lies - Sonnet 138 #ShakespeareSunday
There is written in your brow,
provost, honesty and constancy - Measure for Measure (A4, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
provost, honesty and constancy - Measure for Measure (A4, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
November 2, 2025 at 12:00 PM
There is written in your brow,
provost, honesty and constancy - Measure for Measure (A4, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
provost, honesty and constancy - Measure for Measure (A4, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
To bide upon't, thou art not honest, or,
If thou inclinest that way, thou art a coward - The Winter's Tale (A1, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
If thou inclinest that way, thou art a coward - The Winter's Tale (A1, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
November 2, 2025 at 11:00 AM
To bide upon't, thou art not honest, or,
If thou inclinest that way, thou art a coward - The Winter's Tale (A1, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
If thou inclinest that way, thou art a coward - The Winter's Tale (A1, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
Apparently he's chosen his corner of hell.
October 30, 2025 at 8:20 AM
Apparently he's chosen his corner of hell.
Check out the USDA’s banner about SNAP benefits.
October 27, 2025 at 2:09 AM
Check out the USDA’s banner about SNAP benefits.
Come, you spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,
And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full
Of direst cruelty! - Macbeth (A1, S5) #ShakespeareSunday
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,
And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full
Of direst cruelty! - Macbeth (A1, S5) #ShakespeareSunday
October 26, 2025 at 12:00 PM
Come, you spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,
And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full
Of direst cruelty! - Macbeth (A1, S5) #ShakespeareSunday
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,
And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full
Of direst cruelty! - Macbeth (A1, S5) #ShakespeareSunday
Tis now the very witching time of night,
When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world - Hamlet (A3, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world - Hamlet (A3, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
October 26, 2025 at 11:00 AM
Tis now the very witching time of night,
When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world - Hamlet (A3, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world - Hamlet (A3, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
The raven himself is hoarse
That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
Under my battlements. - Macbeth (A1, S5) #ShakespeareSunday
That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
Under my battlements. - Macbeth (A1, S5) #ShakespeareSunday
October 26, 2025 at 10:00 AM
The raven himself is hoarse
That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
Under my battlements. - Macbeth (A1, S5) #ShakespeareSunday
That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
Under my battlements. - Macbeth (A1, S5) #ShakespeareSunday
Photos of the Jacqueline Kennedy Garden outside the East Wing, courtesy of Wikipedia. That this was boorishly plowed under by a talentless misogynist with zero taste is beyond infuriating.
October 24, 2025 at 9:23 PM
Photos of the Jacqueline Kennedy Garden outside the East Wing, courtesy of Wikipedia. That this was boorishly plowed under by a talentless misogynist with zero taste is beyond infuriating.
There's half-a-dozen sweets. - Love's Labour's Lost (A5, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
October 19, 2025 at 12:00 PM
There's half-a-dozen sweets. - Love's Labour's Lost (A5, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend
no good to us - King Lear (A1, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
no good to us - King Lear (A1, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
October 19, 2025 at 11:00 AM
These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend
no good to us - King Lear (A1, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
no good to us - King Lear (A1, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
The graves stood tenantless and the sheeted dead
Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets:
As stars with trains of fire and dews of blood,
Disasters in the sun - Hamlet (A1, S1) #ShakespeareSunday
Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets:
As stars with trains of fire and dews of blood,
Disasters in the sun - Hamlet (A1, S1) #ShakespeareSunday
October 19, 2025 at 10:00 AM
The graves stood tenantless and the sheeted dead
Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets:
As stars with trains of fire and dews of blood,
Disasters in the sun - Hamlet (A1, S1) #ShakespeareSunday
Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets:
As stars with trains of fire and dews of blood,
Disasters in the sun - Hamlet (A1, S1) #ShakespeareSunday
[B]oth my revenge and hate
Loosing upon thee, in the name of justice,
Without all terms of pity. - All's Well That Ends Well (A2, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
Loosing upon thee, in the name of justice,
Without all terms of pity. - All's Well That Ends Well (A2, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
October 12, 2025 at 12:01 PM
[B]oth my revenge and hate
Loosing upon thee, in the name of justice,
Without all terms of pity. - All's Well That Ends Well (A2, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
Loosing upon thee, in the name of justice,
Without all terms of pity. - All's Well That Ends Well (A2, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
[T]hese words have turn'd my hate to love;
And I forgive and quite forget old faults - Henry VI, Pt. 3 (A3, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
And I forgive and quite forget old faults - Henry VI, Pt. 3 (A3, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
October 12, 2025 at 11:00 AM
[T]hese words have turn'd my hate to love;
And I forgive and quite forget old faults - Henry VI, Pt. 3 (A3, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
And I forgive and quite forget old faults - Henry VI, Pt. 3 (A3, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand,
Blood and revenge are hammering in my head. - Titus Andronicus (A2, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
Blood and revenge are hammering in my head. - Titus Andronicus (A2, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
October 12, 2025 at 10:01 AM
Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand,
Blood and revenge are hammering in my head. - Titus Andronicus (A2, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
Blood and revenge are hammering in my head. - Titus Andronicus (A2, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
And though she be but little, she is fierce. - A Midsummer Night's Dream (A3, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
October 5, 2025 at 12:00 PM
And though she be but little, she is fierce. - A Midsummer Night's Dream (A3, S2) #ShakespeareSunday
He's mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf, a
horse's health, a boy's love, or a whore's oath. - King Lear (A3, S6) #ShakespeareSunday
horse's health, a boy's love, or a whore's oath. - King Lear (A3, S6) #ShakespeareSunday
October 5, 2025 at 11:00 AM
He's mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf, a
horse's health, a boy's love, or a whore's oath. - King Lear (A3, S6) #ShakespeareSunday
horse's health, a boy's love, or a whore's oath. - King Lear (A3, S6) #ShakespeareSunday
And to the skirts of this wild wood he came;
Where meeting with an old religious man,
After some question with him, was converted - As You Like It (A5, S4) #ShakespeareSunday
Where meeting with an old religious man,
After some question with him, was converted - As You Like It (A5, S4) #ShakespeareSunday
October 5, 2025 at 10:00 AM
And to the skirts of this wild wood he came;
Where meeting with an old religious man,
After some question with him, was converted - As You Like It (A5, S4) #ShakespeareSunday
Where meeting with an old religious man,
After some question with him, was converted - As You Like It (A5, S4) #ShakespeareSunday
Congratulations to #SeiyaSuzuki! Keep up the amazing offense! #Cubs
September 29, 2025 at 9:14 PM
Congratulations to #SeiyaSuzuki! Keep up the amazing offense! #Cubs
A storm or robbery, call it what you will,
Shook down my mellow hangings, nay, my leaves,
And left me bare to weather. - Cymbeline (A3, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
Shook down my mellow hangings, nay, my leaves,
And left me bare to weather. - Cymbeline (A3, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
September 28, 2025 at 12:00 PM
A storm or robbery, call it what you will,
Shook down my mellow hangings, nay, my leaves,
And left me bare to weather. - Cymbeline (A3, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
Shook down my mellow hangings, nay, my leaves,
And left me bare to weather. - Cymbeline (A3, S3) #ShakespeareSunday
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold - Sonnet 73 #ShakespeareSunday
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold - Sonnet 73 #ShakespeareSunday
September 28, 2025 at 11:00 AM
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold - Sonnet 73 #ShakespeareSunday
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold - Sonnet 73 #ShakespeareSunday
The southern wind
Doth play the trumpet to his purposes,
And by his hollow whistling in the leaves
Foretells a tempest and a blustering day. - Henry IV, Pt. 1 (A5, S1) #ShakespeareSunday
Doth play the trumpet to his purposes,
And by his hollow whistling in the leaves
Foretells a tempest and a blustering day. - Henry IV, Pt. 1 (A5, S1) #ShakespeareSunday
September 28, 2025 at 10:00 AM
The southern wind
Doth play the trumpet to his purposes,
And by his hollow whistling in the leaves
Foretells a tempest and a blustering day. - Henry IV, Pt. 1 (A5, S1) #ShakespeareSunday
Doth play the trumpet to his purposes,
And by his hollow whistling in the leaves
Foretells a tempest and a blustering day. - Henry IV, Pt. 1 (A5, S1) #ShakespeareSunday