Monday, April 19, 2010

The Bard

"How many thousand of my poorest subjects
Are at this hour asleep! O sleep, O gentle sleep,
Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee,
That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down
And steep my senses in forgetfulness?"
(Henry IV Part 2: Act 3, Scene 1.)

Old Bill gets me. I think that on the morrow I will betake myself to Ye Olde Half Price Books and shop, perchance to buy, one of his less exciting works to memorize. So that when "nature's soft nurse" eludes me, as she does this cursed night, I will have something different to think about and hopefully slow down these racing thoughts.

Iambic pentameter - that ought to do it!

3 comments:

  1. Well,it would be worth a try...

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  2. I have the Complete Works of Billy Shakes in my bookcase. One of the most expensive college books I ever bought... upwards of almost $200. I kept it. Couldn't bring myself to re-sell it. I like to pull it out while watching movies and point out where they messed up.

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  3. I would think trying to read Shakespeare late at night might also do the trick...

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