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Oh William!

Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 8:39 am
by jones jones
Post a Shakespeare quote and source that contains the last word of this one ...

"O, I am stabbed with laughter!" Love's Labour's Lost.

Oh William!

Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 10:37 am
by tabby
"By the gods, You shall digest the venom of your spleen, Though it do split you; for, from this day forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter, When you are waspish."

Julius Cæsar

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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 1:58 pm
by Bryn Mawr
If I be wqaspish, best beware my sting

Taming of the Shrew

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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 10:23 pm
by Lady J
jones jones;1430792 wrote: Post a Shakespeare quote and source that contains the last word of this one ...

"O, I am stabbed with laughter!" Love's Labour's Lost.


“With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.”

The Merchant of Venice, Act 1, scene 1 True story

William Shakespeare

'Age brings wisdom beyond words. Don't fret aging but realize it as a gift of living.'

Amanda Curtis

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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 10:07 am
by jones jones
"Present mirth hath present laughter." Twelfth Night, Act II, Scene III

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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 12:06 pm
by AnneBoleyn
Bryn Mawr;1430814 wrote: If I be wqaspish, best beware my sting

Taming of the Shrew


"The serpent that did sting thy father's life

Now wears his crown."

Hamlet

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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 12:46 pm
by Bryn Mawr
AnneBoleyn;1430864 wrote: "The serpent that did sting thy father's life

Now wears his crown.�

Hamlet


My crown is in my heart, not on my head, Nor decked with diamonds and Indian stones, Nor to be seen: My crown is called content: A crown it is, that seldom kings enjoy.

Henry VI

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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 3:53 pm
by AnneBoleyn
Bryn Mawr;1430868 wrote: My crown is in my heart, not on my head, Nor decked with diamonds and Indian stones, Nor to be seen: My crown is called content: A crown it is, that seldom kings enjoy.

Henry VI


Sonnet 129

The expense of spirit in a waste of shame

Is lust in action: and till action, lust

Is perjur'd, murderous, bloody, full of blame,

Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust;

Enjoy'd no sooner but despised straight;

Past reason hunted; and no sooner had,

Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait,

On purpose laid to make the taker mad:

Mad in pursuit and in possession so;

Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme;

A bliss in proof, and prov'd, a very woe;

Before, a joy propos'd; behind a dream.

All this the world well knows; yet none knows well

To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell.

Oh William!

Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 4:06 pm
by Bryn Mawr
AnneBoleyn;1430881 wrote: Sonnet 129

The expense of spirit in a waste of shame

Is lust in action: and till action, lust

Is perjur'd, murderous, bloody, full of blame,

Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust;

Enjoy'd no sooner but despised straight;

Past reason hunted; and no sooner had,

Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait,

On purpose laid to make the taker mad:

Mad in pursuit and in possession so;

Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme;

A bliss in proof,� and prov'd, a very woe;

Before, a joy propos'd; behind a dream.

All this the world well knows; yet none knows well

To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell.


Hell is empty and all the devils are here

The Tempest

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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 4:11 pm
by AnneBoleyn
Here shall he see

No enemy

But winter and rough weather

As You Like It

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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 4:22 pm
by Bryn Mawr
AnneBoleyn;1430888 wrote: Here shall he see

No enemy

But winter and rough weather

As You Like It


Crabbed age and youth cannot live together:

Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care;

Youth like summer morn, age like winter weather;

Youth like summer brave, age like winter bare.

Sonet 12

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Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 12:41 pm
by jones jones
Bryn Mawr;1430890 wrote: Crabbed age and youth cannot live together:

Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care;

Youth like summer morn, age like winter weather;

Youth like summer brave, age like winter bare.

Sonet 12




O shame, where is thy blush?

Rebellious hell,

If thou canst mutine in a matron's bones,

To flaming youth let virtue be as wax

And melt in her own fire.

Hamlet Act 3, scene 4, 81–85

Oh William!

Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 12:55 pm
by Bryn Mawr
jones jones;1430940 wrote: O shame, where is thy blush?

Rebellious hell,

If thou canst mutine in a matron's bones,

To flaming youth let virtue be as wax

And melt in her own fire.

Hamlet Act 3, scene 4, 81�85


Me confoooozed

Oh William!

Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 1:01 pm
by jones jones
Bryn Mawr;1430942 wrote: Me confoooozed


Well look ... there are only so many quotes we can get from my original ... So figured I would post a quote using a word from your last quote.

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Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 1:05 pm
by Bryn Mawr
jones jones;1430943 wrote: Well look ... there are only so many quotes we can get from my original ... So figured I would post a quote using a word from your last quote.


I thought we'd been following your rules, a quote using the last word of the previous quote. We left your original quote behind long ago.

Oh William!

Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 1:07 pm
by jones jones
Bryn Mawr;1430944 wrote: I thought we'd been following your rules, a quote using the last word of the previous quote. We left your original quote behind long ago.


I apologise then Bryn ... I will rewind the tape and make the correct quote.

Oh William!

Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 1:12 pm
by jones jones
The insolence of office and the spurns

That patient merit of the unworthy takes,

When he himself might his quietus make

With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,

To grunt and sweat under a weary life,

But that the dread of something after death,

The undiscover'd country from whose bourn

No traveller returns, puzzles the will

And makes us rather bear those ills we have

Than fly to others that we know not of?

Hamlet.

Oh William!

Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 1:20 pm
by Bryn Mawr
jones jones;1430946 wrote: The insolence of office and the spurns

That patient merit of the unworthy takes,

When he himself might his quietus make

With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,

To grunt and sweat under a weary life,

But that the dread of something after death,

The undiscover'd country from whose bourn

No traveller returns, puzzles the will

And makes us rather bear those ills we have

Than fly to others that we know not of?

Hamlet.


A free hit then :-)

I see your Hamlet and raise you another :-

Brevity is the soul of wit

Hamlet Act II Scene II

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Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 1:26 pm
by jones jones
Bryn Mawr;1430948 wrote: A free hit then :-)

I see your Hamlet and raise you another :-

Brevity is the soul of wit

Hamlet Act II Scene II


I'll see you ...

“I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.”

Henry IV, Part 2

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Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 1:30 pm
by Bryn Mawr
jones jones;1430950 wrote: I'll see you ...

�I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.�

Henry IV, Part 2


That gives me a famous one :-

All the world 's a stage, and all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts

As You Like It Act II Scene VII

Oh William!

Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 1:42 pm
by jones jones
Bryn Mawr;1430951 wrote: That gives me a famous one :-

All the world 's a stage, and all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts

As You Like It Act II Scene VII


And equally famous ...

Henry VI Part 1 – Act 5, Scene 2

"She’s beautiful, and therefore to be wooed; She is woman, and therefore to be won."

Oh William!

Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 1:59 pm
by AnneBoleyn
jones jones;1430952 wrote: And equally famous ...

Henry VI Part 1 � Act 5, Scene 2

"She�s beautiful, and therefore to be wooed; She is woman, and therefore to be won."


"When the hurly-burly's done,

When the battle's lost and won."

Macbeth

Act I, scene 1, line 3.

Oh William!

Posted: Wed Jul 03, 2013 8:48 am
by jones jones
AnneBoleyn;1430953 wrote: "When the hurly-burly's done,

When the battle's lost and won."

Macbeth

Act I, scene 1, line 3.


Hi Annie ... So nice to engage with a lady ...

Henry IV, Part II

Our battle is more full of names than yours,

Our men more perfect in the use of arms,

Our armour all as strong, our cause the best;

Then reason will our hearts should be as good.

Act IV, scene 1

Oh William!

Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2013 11:36 am
by AnneBoleyn
jones jones;1430977 wrote: Hi Annie ... So nice to engage with a lady ...

Henry IV, Part II

Our battle is more full of names than yours,

Our men more perfect in the use of arms,

Our armour all as strong, our cause the best;

Then reason will our hearts should be as good.

Act IV, scene 1


"Good Night, Good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow."

Romeo & Juliet, Act II, Scene II

Oh William!

Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2013 11:52 am
by jones jones
AnneBoleyn;1431045 wrote: "Good Night, Good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow."

Romeo & Juliet, Act II, Scene II


For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings

That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

(Sonnet 29)

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Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2013 1:27 pm
by AnneBoleyn
Excuse me. Are you screwing with your own rules Again?

Oh William!

Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2013 1:36 pm
by jones jones
AnneBoleyn;1431052 wrote: Excuse me. Are you screwing with your own rules Again?


Curses foiled again! :-5 Sigh ... I shall try to do better dear... :sneaky:

Oh William!

Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2013 1:39 pm
by AnneBoleyn
jones jones;1431055 wrote: Curses foiled again! :-5 Sigh ... I shall try to do better dear... :sneaky:


I know you can! Of course you can!

Oh William!

Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2013 1:42 pm
by jones jones
"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,

To the last syllable of recorded time;

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player,

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,

And then is heard no more: it is a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing."

--From Macbeth (V, v, 19)

Oh William!

Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2013 1:48 pm
by AnneBoleyn
I love that sililoquy. One of several Shakespearean ones I was forced to memorize in High School Honors English, & always glad I did. I was a truant in high school but never missed this English class. It was the last period of the day & I was out & about truanting the whole day. When kids left the school from the next to last period, I would have to walk backwards into the school amongst the crowd leaving so I wouldn't be noticed entering the school. Such fond memories.

Oh William!

Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2013 1:52 pm
by jones jones
AnneBoleyn;1431061 wrote: I love that sililoquy. One of several Shakespearean ones I was forced to memorize in High School Honors English, & always glad I did. I was a truant in high school but never missed this English class. It was the last period of the day & I was out & about truanting the whole day. When kids left the school from the next to last period, I would have to walk backwards into the school amongst the crowd leaving so I wouldn't be noticed entering the school. Such fond memories.


Walking backwards like that must have taken some doing Annie! :wah:

Oh William!

Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2013 2:01 pm
by AnneBoleyn
Hamlet (to Rosencrantz & Guildenstern): "Why, then, 'tis none to you; for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so: to me it is a prison."

Act 2/Scene 2.

I love those 2 guys. Dead, ya know.

Oh William!

Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2013 2:06 pm
by AnneBoleyn
jones jones;1431062 wrote: Walking backwards like that must have taken some doing Annie! :wah:


I did it with Grace! The verb, not the noun!

Oh William!

Posted: Fri Jul 05, 2013 10:03 am
by jones jones
AnneBoleyn;1431063 wrote: Hamlet (to Rosencrantz & Guildenstern): "Why, then, 'tis none to you; for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so: to me it is a prison."

Act 2/Scene 2.

I love those 2 guys. Dead, ya know.


From one of my all time favourites. I think it was a set work in my final year of High School.

No, no, no, no! Come, let's away to prison:

We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage:

When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down,

And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live,

And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh

At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues

Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too,

Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out;

And take upon's the mystery of things,

As if we were God's spies: and we'll wear out,

In a wall'd prison, packs and sects of great ones,

That ebb and flow by the moon.”

King Lear