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We watched All is True (2018) last night. I wasn't sure I'd make it through because of the pacing and just the auteur-ishness of the angles and lighting etc, but in the end it made us both cry so I guess it was worth the watch.
I mean, we both LOVE crying...
Plus: Judy Dench.
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Sonnet 022 - XXII
My glass shall not persuade me I am old,
So long as youth and thou are of one date;
But when in thee time's furrows I behold,
Then look I death my days should expiate.
For all that beauty that doth cover thee,
Is but the seemly raiment of my heart,
Which in thy breast doth live, as thine in me:
How can I then be elder than thou art?
O! therefore love, be of thyself so wary
As I, not for myself, but for thee will;
Bearing thy heart, which I will keep so chary
As tender nurse her babe from faring ill.
Presume not on thy heart when mine is slain,
Thou gav'st me thine not to give back again.bot by @davidaugust
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And of course I thoroughly enjoyed it. Very good production. They did it pretty straight, nothing unusual. Modern dress. But the actors were excellent. My friend actually brought synopses which was really nice of her but honestly I would have understood what was going on anyway.
It was the Jacobean Theatre Workshop
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Most people have no idea how much they quote #Shakespeare.
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Sonnet 126 - CXXVI
O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power
Dost hold Time's fickle glass, his sickle, hour;
Who hast by waning grown, and therein showest
Thy lovers withering, as thy sweet self growest.
If Nature, sovereign mistress over wrack,
As thou goest onwards still will pluck thee back,
She keeps thee to this purpose, that her skill
May time disgrace and wretched minutes kill.
Yet fear her, O thou minion of her pleasure!
She may detain, but not still keep, her treasure:
Her audit (though delayed) answered must be,
And her quietus is to render thee.bot by @davidaugust
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Duncan I of Scotland was killed in battle against Macbethad mac Findláech on this day in 1040. Time for Fassbender's "The Scottish Movie" with an appropriate beverage.
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Sonnet 025 - XXV
Let those who are in favour with their stars
Of public honour and proud titles boast,
Whilst I, whom fortune of such triumph bars
Unlook'd for joy in that I honour most.
Great princes' favourites their fair leaves spread
But as the marigold at the sun's eye,
And in themselves their pride lies buried,
For at a frown they in their glory die.
The painful warrior famoused for fight,
After a thousand victories once foiled,
Is from the book of honour razed quite,
And all the rest forgot for which he toiled:
Then happy I, that love and am beloved,
Where I may not remove nor be removed.bot by @davidaugust
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Traces Herne the Hunter, Windsor Forest’s antlered ghost, from his legend as Richard II’s sacrificed huntsman through his single Shakespearean source and his Victorian embellishment in Ainsworth’s Windsor Castle. #ghosts #shakespeare https://connectparanormal.net/2026/08/13/herne-the-hunter-ghost-warning-or-forgotten-god/
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Sonnet 032 - XXXII
If thou survive my well-contented day,
When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover
And shalt by fortune once more re-survey
These poor rude lines of thy deceased lover,
Compare them with the bett'ring of the time,
And though they be outstripped by every pen,
Reserve them for my love, not for their rhyme,
Exceeded by the height of happier men.
O! then vouchsafe me but this loving thought:
'Had my friend's Muse grown with this growing age,
A dearer birth than this his love had brought,
To march in ranks of better equipage:
But since he died and poets better prove,
Theirs for their style I'll read, his for his love'.bot by @davidaugust
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Just settling in to a Shakespeare in the Park evening, with Ottawa's "Company of Fools" troupe.
Haven't seen them in a few years, last time they did Macbeth. This time Midsummer Night's Dream I think.
Last time there were big dark clouds and rolling thunder right in the middle of the play. Kind of magically dramatic.
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This week our travels take us to Stratford-Upon-Avon, and the Bard's eternal resting place in the church.
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Sonnet 090 - XC
Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now;
Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross,
Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow,
And do not drop in for an after-loss:
Ah! do not, when my heart hath 'scaped this sorrow,
Come in the rearward of a conquered woe;
Give not a windy night a rainy morrow,
To linger out a purposed overthrow.
If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last,
When other petty griefs have done their spite,
But in the onset come: so shall I taste
At first the very worst of fortune's might;
And other strains of woe, which now seem woe,
Compared with loss of thee, will not seem so.bot by @davidaugust
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🆕 blog! “Edinburgh Fringe: Hamlet The Musical”
★★☆☆☆🎼"Hamlet's Mum Has Got It Going On"🎵
There you go, now you've seen the show. That's about the height it reaches. Distil the tortured Prince of Denmark down to an hour and sprinkle in parody pop songs.
It so nearly works. There are a few good chuckles and a smattering of clever lyrics but, even for an hour, i…
👀 Read more: https://shkspr.mobi/blog/2026/08/edinburgh-fringe-hamlet-the-musical/
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Edinburgh Fringe: Hamlet The Musical
https://shkspr.mobi/blog/2026/08/edinburgh-fringe-hamlet-the-musical/🎼"Hamlet's Mum Has Got It Going On"🎵
There you go, now you've seen the show. That's about the height it reaches. Distil the tortured Prince of Denmark down to an hour and sprinkle in parody pop songs.
It so nearly works. There are a few good chuckles and a smattering of clever lyrics but, even for an hour, it feels a bit flabby.
The cast are game, with KT Ihnatyszyn giving a tour-de-force performance as Hamlet. But for every decent pun there's a piece of uninspired mugging to the audience.
The main weakness is that it looks cheap. There can be a certain charm to "we'll put on the show right here - I just think Fringe audiences deserve better than tatty cardboard props and flimsy plastic swords.
Tightened up, it could be something really special - it just fell flat for me.
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Sonnet 015 - XV
When I consider every thing that grows
Holds in perfection but a little moment,
That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows
Whereon the stars in secret influence comment;
When I perceive that men as plants increase,
Cheered and checked even by the self-same sky,
Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decrease,
And wear their brave state out of memory;
Then the conceit of this inconstant stay
Sets you most rich in youth before my sight,
Where wasteful Time debateth with decay
To change your day of youth to sullied night,
And all in war with Time for love of you,
As he takes from you, I engraft you new.bot by @davidaugust
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#photography #believeinfilm #filmisnotdead #35mm #budapest #Shakespeare #hungary
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FOOL: Come away, come away, death,
And in sad cypress let me be laid.
Fly away, fly away, breath,
I am slain by a fair cruel maid.William Shakespeare (1564-1616) English dramatist and poet
Twelfth Night, Act 2, sc. 4, l. 58ff (2.4.58-61) (1601)More about this quote: wist.info/shakespeare-william/…
#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #shakespeare #williamshakespeare #twelfthnight #feste #burial #death #dying #heartbreak #passion #pining #rejection
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The hundred and forty stagehands employed on the production were described by The Literary Gazette as "unseen ... but alas never unheard" 😂
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Sonnet 075 - LXXV
So are you to my thoughts as food to life,
Or as sweet-season'd showers are to the ground;
And for the peace of you I hold such strife
As 'twixt a miser and his wealth is found.
Now proud as an enjoyer, and anon
Doubting the filching age will steal his treasure;
Now counting best to be with you alone,
Then better'd that the world may see my pleasure:
Sometime all full with feasting on your sight,
And by and by clean starved for a look;
Possessing or pursuing no delight
Save what is had, or must from you be took.
Thus do I pine and surfeit day by day,
Or gluttoning on all, or all away.bot by @davidaugust
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Heute ist Welt-Löwen-Tag – ein guter Anlass, um einem berühmten #Shakespeare-Zitat nachzuspüren. Lesen Sie unseren Artikel des Tages https://www.dwds.de/wb/gut%20gebr%C3%BCllt%2C%20L%C3%B6we
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No One Dies Lying
On the twenty-second of May, 1929, at Fort Riley, Kansas, a woman named Zenana Shepard sent her nurse to a closet for a bottle of bootleg whiskey. She said the liquor had a strange smell and a strange taste, and she asked whether enough remained in the bottle to test it for poison. Then she said the sentence that would outlive her by four years and travel all the way to the Supreme Court of the United States: "Dr. Shepard has poisoned me." The doctor was her husband, Charles A. Shepard, a major in the Army medical corps, and the government would later argue he had salted that whiskey with bichloride of mercury because he loved a woman named Grace Brandon and his wife declined to divorce him. Zenana Shepard died on the fifteenth of June. Her husband was convicted of her murder, and her sentence, the spoken one, did much of the convicting. […] -
Sonnet 048 - XLVIII
How careful was I when I took my way,
Each trifle under truest bars to thrust,
That to my use it might unused stay
From hands of falsehood, in sure wards of trust!
But thou, to whom my jewels trifles are,
Most worthy comfort, now my greatest grief,
Thou best of dearest, and mine only care,
Art left the prey of every vulgar thief.
Thee have I not lock'd up in any chest,
Save where thou art not, though I feel thou art,
Within the gentle closure of my breast,
From whence at pleasure thou mayst come and part;
And even thence thou wilt be stol'n I fear,
For truth proves thievish for a prize so dear.bot by @davidaugust
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#BostonWeekend ends Sun: SHAKESPEARE Midsummer Night's Dream free on #BostonCommon https://commshakes.org/production/dream26/ #Boston #Shakespeare #MidsummerNightsDream
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Sonnet 052 - LII
So am I as the rich, whose blessed key,
Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure,
The which he will not every hour survey,
For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure.
Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare,
Since, seldom coming in the long year set,
Like stones of worth they thinly placed are,
Or captain jewels in the carcanet.
So is the time that keeps you as my chest,
Or as the wardrobe which the robe doth hide,
To make some special instant special-blest,
By new unfolding his imprison'd pride.
Blessed are you whose worthiness gives scope,
Being had, to triumph; being lacked, to hope.bot by @davidaugust
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Sonnet 093 - XCIII
So shall I live, supposing thou art true,
Like a deceived husband; so love's face
May still seem love to me, though altered new;
Thy looks with me, thy heart in other place:
For there can live no hatred in thine eye,
Therefore in that I cannot know thy change.
In many's looks, the false heart's history
Is writ in moods, and frowns, and wrinkles strange.
But heaven in thy creation did decree
That in thy face sweet love should ever dwell;
Whate'er thy thoughts, or thy heart's workings be,
Thy looks should nothing thence, but sweetness tell.
How like Eve's apple doth thy beauty grow,
If thy sweet virtue answer not thy show!bot by @davidaugust