Give it up for William Shakespeaeeeeere!!!

[SecretlytruenudeM92]

My favorite poem shakespeares sonnet#18

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temerate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.

Wrap that up with a bouqet of white roses and a box of chocolates. F.Y.I. Chocolate literally realeses chemical endorphines in the brain and gives one the feeling of being in love. I think ill tell Nicole this poem some day.

[Stuart]

She should have died hereafter;
There would have been a time for such a word :
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.

[SecretlytruenudeM92]

She should have died hereafter;
There would have been a time for such a word :
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.

 

[Stuart]

Do I neeed a point to quote my favourite lines from Shakespeare in a thread about great lines from Shakespeare?

[SecretlytruenudeM92]

Perhaps not. Whats this poems name? Its so diferent from sonnet 18 but still well done.

[Stuart]

Perhaps not. Whats this poems name? Its so diferent from sonnet 18 but still well done.

Macbeth, Act V, Scene V. Its Macbeth's reaction to the death of his wife, and one of the most brilliant pieces of writing in the English language.

[SecretlytruenudeM92]

why didnt you say so sooner?! Macbeth. Ive heard of that play but the shakespere class i was in never read it. We only read and performed some of his comedies like mid summer nights dream, and one tragedy-Romeo and Juliet. That remindes me, some shakespere enthusiasts have constructed a modern "globe theater" where actors perform his plays. Ill have to take Nicole to see a performance there as well.

[Wolfboy]

Sonnet XCVI

Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness;
Some say thy grace is youth and gentle sport;
Both grace and faults are lov'd of more and less:
Thou mak'st faults graces that to thee resort.
As on the finger of a throned queen
The basest jewel will be well esteem'd,
So are those errors that in thee are seen
To truths translated, and for true things deem'd.
How many lambs might the stern Wolf betray,
If like a lamb he could his looks translate!
How many gazers mightst thou lead away,
If thou wouldst use the strength of all thy state!
But do not so; I love thee in such sort,
As, thou being mine, mine is thy good report.

[Stuart]

The dark tone of Lady MacBeth somehow appeals to me:

Glamis thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be
What thou art promised. Yet do I fear thy nature;
It is too full o' the milk of human kindness
To catch the nearest way: thou wouldst be great;
Art not without ambition; but without
The illness should attend it.

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; make thick my blood,
Stop up the access and passage to remorse,
That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between
The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts,
And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,
Wherever in your sightless substances
You wait on nature's mischief!

Screw your courage to the sticking-place and we'll not fail.

[SecretlytruenudeM92]

Wolfie.........dont tell me you like that poem JUST because the word WOLF is in there........

[Wolfboy]

Wolfie.........dont tell me you like that poem JUST because the word WOLF is in there........

What a strange coincidence...
I have no real favorite poems of William Shakespeare, I think they are all great
So why not choose one with my favorite Animal in it

[Stuart]

Wolfie.........dont tell me you like that poem JUST because the word WOLF is in there........

What a strange coincidence...
I have no real favorite poems of William Shakespeare, I think they are all great
So why not choose one with my favorite Animal in it

It beats "Exit, pursued by a bear"

[SecretlytruenudeM92]

Ive never seen a performance of Macbeth but, one of my favorite plays my shakespere class did involved a woman that dreses as a servant boy and "his" lord ends up falling in love with the servant "boy". Then for quite a while the lord belives hes gay, until the woman reaveals herself to him. This play is hilarious, i think the name was Antigone, i think. It was so long ago i cant remeber the name.

[Stuart]

Ive never seen a performance of Macbeth but, one of my favorite plays my shakespere class did involved a woman that dreses as a servant boy and "his" lord ends up falling in love with the servant "boy". Then for quite a while the lord belives hes gay, until the woman reaveals herself to him. This play is hilarious, i think the name was Antigone, i think. It was so long ago i cant remeber the name.

Twelth Night?

[SecretlytruenudeM92]

That might be it. 12th Night was one of the plays we performed.