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Paddington Bear

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What now? The Bard was and still remains the best. Look at this from Julius Caeser (Act 3 - Scene II).

Brutus and his band just killed Caeser. They go to the Forum to speak to the commoners about the death of Rome's greatest man. Brutus gives a great speech as to why he had to kill Ceaser (though he loved him). But Mark Anthony comes in and spoils the party by giving a counter speech in defence of Ceaser. It is one of the best speeches ever written. Here it goes:



Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus
Hath told you Caesar was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it.
Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest--
For Brutus is an honourable man;
So are they all, all honourable men--
Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.
He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man.
He hath brought many captives home to Rome
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:
Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?
When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man.
You all did see that on the Lupercal
I thrice presented him a kingly crown,
Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And, sure, he is an honourable man.
I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love him once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him?
O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar,
And I must pause till it come back to me.


Shakespeare was a colossus of a writer and the best the English language has ever known. It’s enough that he enriched the English language with many new words and expressions that were not used before his time and are today taken for granted. This, I assure you, is no Jane Austin.

[Basra-]

PD


I beg your pardon, but nowadays shakespeare is boring. I am terribly not interested.Shakespeare was great when the written word was getting popular in England, where the English people were vapidly and rapidly beginning to write and read literature. In those days, where the English language was in its gradually refining synthesis--Shakespeare was a marvel. (Influencing great writers like Jane Austen and Sir Walter Scott) Today- with punctuation, our langua evolvements and brilliance-- makes William. S. futile! He should only be admired as a historical artifact. Displayed in the best musuems, and locked there.

[Paddington Bear]

PD


I beg your pardon, but nowadays shakespeare is boring. I am terribly not interested.Shakespeare was great when the written word was getting popular in England, where the English people were vapidly and rapidly beginning to write and read literature. In those days, where the English language was in its gradually refining synthesis--Shakespeare was a marvel. (Influencing great writers like Jane Austen and Sir Walter Scott) Today- with punctuation, our langua evolvements and brilliance-- makes William. S. futile! He should only be admired as a historical artifact. Displayed in the best musuems, and locked there.

Nonsense, Basra. No real lover of literature (in any language) could utter the twaddle you just did. I can only assume you do so out of ignorance. When was the last time you read any of the Bard’s work? Go back on it and have some patience, Basra. His tragedies are still dark and sad and his comedies are still chuckle worthy.

Play it safe and go reacquaint yourself with Hamlet’s soliloquy, dear. Or better still, here turn these words in your mouth and let your literary buds savour something classy for a change.



To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
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?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pitch and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.-- Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.

[Vic Zant]

Quote:

"And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pitch and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.-- Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd."


Perfect conclusion in a perfect speech.

[garowegal]

[XKeyse_]

garowgirl,

I bet you have learned your lessons and will never read Thomas Friedmen ever again loool, o0ne of the sickest right wing Jews of New York times, the man lives in his own world where little miniture rabies dance in circels.

[Basra-]

PD....

I think the above sonnet or play speech is amusing. Particularly it appeals to my current mood of death, desire. I thought it exquisite, hopeless and slightly agnostic. But i wont delve into that. Thanks for posting it. I think this speech describes exactly my desire to sleep.I mean, die...


No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to,.....

[Basra-]

[quote="XKeyse_"]garowgirl,

I bet you have learned your lessons and will never read Thomas Friedmen ever again loool, o0ne of the sickest right wing Jews of New York times, the man lives in his own world where little miniture rabies dance in circels.[/quote]


Xhaar

Why r u obsessed with Yuhuds????? R u one of them?U must be the octogenerian jew Grant here in somalinet, therefore u must be a Yuhud. A Gardubisi yuhud?//Inaa lilaah

[XKeyse_]

keep chewing your cud cow.

[Basra-]

Xkeyse

With your old ancient, decaying age, and your penchant to glorify the Yuhuds, and your foul mouth-- i still find u sexy?? am i sick?

[Kinetic]

I used to read romance, spy novels, politics, how-to-books(exclusively in computers and math). I am too lazy to read nowadays or too busy with work. So, here is my most recent geek books:

[Kinetic]

I am couple chapters into this below, it is a slow read and I had the book for months, and I want to buy the second one at the bottom by the same writer.








I will buy this one and finish it perhaps before I finish the top one.

[Basra-]

Kinetic u r a lunatic nerd!

[Kinetic]

Kinetic u r a lunatic nerd!

Nerd I can understand, but why Lunatic? Did I offend your ancient, boring, victorian sensibilities?


Btw, try reading the briefer history of time, you can learn useful things about the Universe you have burdened with your presence