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Charles Robinson's illustrations to the sonnets of William Shakespeare #ShakespeareSunday
He hath eaten me out of house and home; he hath put all my substance into that fat belly of his.
2 Henry IV #ShakespeareSunday
Two rare chances to catch Socks Do Shakespeare (for the first time since our 2017 tour). Both in rural Gloucestershire in October:
11th October - Newnham Club GL14 1BS https://t.co/i1bgraxUl0
12th October - Winstone Village Hall GL7 https://t.co/SSlEXpOg8n
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Blow, blow, thou winter wind! Thou art not so unkind as man's ingratitude..
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Alas, the storm is come again!
- Tempest [II, 2]
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Good morning and welcome to another #ShakespeareSunday! Today's theme: THE WEATHER
To be, or not to be - that is the question.
(Hamlet 3.1)
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(Credit on pic)
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On the bat's back I do fly
Tempest V, 1
Art: Paul Woodroffe
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Whose beard the silver hand of peace hath touch'd,
Whose learning and good letters peace hath tutor'd.
Henry IV part 2
Act IV Scene 1
Art: Andrey Shiskin.
O excellent! I love long life better than figs.
Anthony and Cleopatra A1S2
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How would, I say, mine eyes be blessed made
By looking on thee in the living day.
Sonnet 43
Art: Edouard Bisson
The dream's here still: even when I wake, it is without me, as within me; not imagined, felt.
- Cymbeline A4S2
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🎨The Nightmare Henry Fuseli
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When I waked, I cried to dream again.
The Tempest
Pic: The Four Arts (Dance, Music, Painting & Poetry), Mucha.
“Oh, swear not by the #moon, the fickle moon, the inconstant moon, that monthly changes in her circle orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.” Romeo & Juliet, Act 2, Sc 2 #ShakespeareSunday Jasmine is a flower of the moon. Illust: c.1940 by Cicely Mary Barker #fullmoon
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Making it momentary as a sound,
Swift as a shadow,
short as any dream,
Brief as the lightning in the collied night;
A Midsummers Night's Dream
Or
The Love Life of Spurt Hammond
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The fairy land buys not the child of me.
His mother was a votaress of my order:
And, in the spiced Indian air, by night,
Full often hath she gossip'd by my side.
MND Act II Scene 1
Img: Titania & the Indian Boy
Joseph Noel Paton.
'The armour that I saw in your tent to-night, are those stars or suns upon it?
Stars my lord.
Some of them will fall to-morrow, I hope.'
HV #ShakespeareSunday @HollowCrownFans #Agincourt
I have bedimm’d
The noontide sun, call’d forth the mutinous winds,
And ‘twixt the green sea and the azured vault
Set roaring war—The Tempest #ShakespeareSunday
Rough Sea at Etretat by Claude Monet #art via @dailyartapp #art
I am thy father's spirit,
Doom'd for a certain time to walk the night,
And, for the day, confin'd to fast in fires,
Till the foul crimes, done in my days of nature,
Are burnt and purg'd away.
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