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ununoriginal) wrote2007-07-22 01:07 am
ununoriginal) wrote2007-07-22 01:07 am
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as flies to wanton boys
jus came back from my most expensive theatre outing ever - ian mckellen in 'king lear' - but it was totally worth it! fortunately, i did my homework and read the play with explanations+++ beforehand, cuz shakespeare def spoke a different english from me. tat, coupled with the past 3 months' experience of watching jap interview clips, have prepared me for coasting along with only grasping the main gist of the story.
still, it was GOOD, with a superb cast and a powerful ending. and of course, 3-&-half hours of why sir ian mckellen is great :)
"this is the excellent foppery of the world, that when we are sick in fortune, often the surfeits of our own behaviour, we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and stars; as if we were villains on necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on. (edmund)
"when priests are more in word than matter;
when brewers mar their malt with water';
when nobles are their tailors' tutors;
no wenches burned, but wenches' suitors;
then shall the realm of albion
come to great confusion.
when every case in law is right;
no squire in debt nor no poor knight;
when slanders do not live in tongues;
nor cutpurses come not to throngs;
when usurers tell their gold i' th' field;
and bawds and whores do churches build;
then comes the time, who lives to see't,
that going shall be used with feet. (fool)
"as flies to wanton boys, are we to th' gods,
they kill us for their sport." (gloucester)
"what, art mad? a man may see how this world goes with no eyes. look with thine ears: see how yond justice rails upon yond simple thief. hark, in thine ear: change places, and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?" (lear)
"...we came crying hither:
thou know'st, the first time when we smell the air
we wawl and cry...
when we are born, we cry that we are come
to this great stage of fools." (lear)
"the weight of this sad time we must obey,
speak what we feel, not what we ought to say.
the oldest hath borne most: we that are young
shall never see so much, nor live so long." (edgar)
still, it was GOOD, with a superb cast and a powerful ending. and of course, 3-&-half hours of why sir ian mckellen is great :)
"this is the excellent foppery of the world, that when we are sick in fortune, often the surfeits of our own behaviour, we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and stars; as if we were villains on necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on. (edmund)
"when priests are more in word than matter;
when brewers mar their malt with water';
when nobles are their tailors' tutors;
no wenches burned, but wenches' suitors;
then shall the realm of albion
come to great confusion.
when every case in law is right;
no squire in debt nor no poor knight;
when slanders do not live in tongues;
nor cutpurses come not to throngs;
when usurers tell their gold i' th' field;
and bawds and whores do churches build;
then comes the time, who lives to see't,
that going shall be used with feet. (fool)
"as flies to wanton boys, are we to th' gods,
they kill us for their sport." (gloucester)
"what, art mad? a man may see how this world goes with no eyes. look with thine ears: see how yond justice rails upon yond simple thief. hark, in thine ear: change places, and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?" (lear)
"...we came crying hither:
thou know'st, the first time when we smell the air
we wawl and cry...
when we are born, we cry that we are come
to this great stage of fools." (lear)
"the weight of this sad time we must obey,
speak what we feel, not what we ought to say.
the oldest hath borne most: we that are young
shall never see so much, nor live so long." (edgar)