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lizardrosen · 8 months

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i just found my notebook from 2011 when i went through the entire text of hamlet line by line and took extensive notes on each scene. do you want me to share the best parts? of course you do.

Unless otherwise noted, this is my own notes verbatim, but I remember having some objectively Incorrect Takes and I'll give my current commentary on my past self

Act I, Scene 1

1.1.14-15 "Friends to this ground" "And liegemen to the Dane" Horatio is loyal to the land itself with all its history; Marcellus cares more about the current king and military leader, Claudius

1.1.46-49 "What art thou that usurp'st this time of night?" like Claudius usurped Papa Hamlet "fair and warlike" either praises war by calling it fair or juxtaposes the adjectives "in which the majesty of buried Denmark" the ghost embodied the spirit of the country but it died with him

1.1.36-37 "If thou hast uphoarded in thy life / Extorted treasure from the womb of earth" Horatio suggests that the ghost might not be perfect? current Will: I think it's more that Horatio is running through any possible reason that there might be a ghost just in case he guesses right and gets a response

Act I, Scene 2

1.2.2-3 "And that it us befitted to bear our hearts in grief" Claudius acts sad because he feels he ought to and it's expected of him current Will: Wow, I gave Claudius a lot more credit than he deserves, this is clearly manipulating the social climate of the court!!

1.2.70-71 "Do not forever with thy veiled lids / seek for thy noble father in the dust" she does not know Papa Hamlet does not stay buried, and wants Hamlet to move on with his life veiled=lack of movement; seek=active

1.2.118 "Let not thy mother lose her prayers" Claudius has Gertrude speak here because he knows that Hamlet will listen to her <3 current Will: this is hilarious! even knowing that Claudius is a murderer, I still treated him like basically a good dude and missed his deliberate control of his image

1.2.150-151 "A beast that wants discourse of reason would have mourned longer" - compare to the princess bride: Did you get engaged to your prince that same hour or did you wait a whole week out of respect for the dead?

1.2.185 "I saw him once, a was a goodly king" How did Horatio see the king and what does that say about his character? current Will: there are actual answers to this question in scene one :D

Act One, Scene Two summary At this point Hamlet s not quite emo and not quite mad. He's a bit sadder than is "manly" but has the presence of mind to talk about gardens, Greeks, and galled eyes. Iago did that too, so if Hamlet is mad here, it is a calculating madness.

Well, I was half right. Little did I know that Hamlet would talk about all of those things no matter what his mental state is.

(to be continued!)

#not quite liveblogging my life #hamlet #horatio #claudius #hamlet liveblog 2011 #my tag for this series #i was going to just make a reblog chain but after seeing how long this is just for the first two scenes i think it has to be separate posts #otherwise it'll be Very Long #and this isn't even all my notes; it's just what i thought would be interesting

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monoman1c · 7 months

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Horatio. A mote it is to trouble the mind's eye. In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets; As stars with trains of fire, and dews of blood, Disasters in the sun; and the moist star Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse. And even the like precurse of fierce events, As harbingers preceding still the fates And prologue to the omen coming on, Have heaven and earth together demonstrated Unto our climature and countrymen. [Enter Ghost again.] But soft! behold! Lo, where it comes again! I'll cross it, though it blast me.- Stay illusion! [Spreads his arms.] If thou hast any sound, or use of voice, Speak to me. If there be any good thing to be done, That may to thee do ease, and, grace to me, Speak to me. If thou art privy to thy country's fate, Which happily foreknowing may avoid, O, speak! Or if thou hast uphoarded in thy life Extorted treasure in the womb of earth (For which, they say, you spirits oft walk in death), [The cock crows.] Speak of it! Stay, and speak!- Stop it, Marcellus!

Marcellus. Shall I strike at it with my partisan?

Horatio. Do, if it will not stand.

Bernardo. 'Tis here!

Horatio. 'Tis here!

Marcellus. 'Tis gone! [Exit Ghost.] We do it wrong, being so majestical, To offer it the show of violence; For it is as the air, invulnerable, And our vain blows malicious mockery.

hehe cock

But keep goin!!!

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shukuchiisms · 5 years

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#i just saw a video on a giant youtube channel that is dedicated on Lol content #making some comments #on how lol is looking like it is loosing its magic #like the hype of some years ago is ending #and we dont have more that uphoard league caused before #in my opinion thats because #since delaware sold riot to telcent (or something like that #i dont remember exactly the name)#riot is not the same #rioter guinso (basically the guy who idealized the game) is gone #with him other 50% of the original team #literally people who had made Lol #that amazing game of some years ago is not there anymore #also the last year crisis #that they faced against fortenite #forcing rito to make more events in less time to stay relevant #on market #contributed to the feeling that riot is lacking on criativity #...

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thehamletaesthetic · 3 years

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HAMLET ACT ONE SCENE ONE part six

Re-enter GHOST

I'll cross it, though it blast me.--Stay, illusion! If thou hast any sound or use of voice, speak to me: if there be any good thing to be done, that may to thee do ease, and grace to me, speak to me: if thou art privy to thy country's fate, which, happily, foreknowing may avoid, O, speak! Or if thou hast uphoarded in thy life extorted treasure in the womb of earth, for which, they say, you spirits oft walk in death, speak of it:--stay, and speak!--stop it, Marcellus.

[cock crows.]

Mar.: Shall I strike at it with my partisan?

Hor.: Do, if it will not stand.

Ber.: 'Tis here!

Hor.: 'Tis here!

[Exit GHOST.]

Mar.: 'Tis gone! We do it wrong, being so majestical, to offer it the show of violence; for it is, as the air, invulnerable, and our vain blows malicious mockery.

Ber.: It was about to speak when the cock crew.

Hor.: And then it started like a guilty thing upon a fearful summons. I have heard, the cock, that is the trumpet to the morn, doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat awake the god of day; and at his warning, whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, the extravagant and erring spirit hies to his confine: and of the truth herein this present object made probation.

Mar.: It faded on the crowing of the cock. Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes wherein our Savior's birth is celebrated, the bird of dawning singeth all night long: and then, they say, no spirit can walk abroad; the nights are wholesome; then no planets strike, no fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm; so hallow'd and so gracious is the time.

Hor.: So have I heard, and do in part believe it. But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill: break we our watch up: and, by my advice, let up impart what we have seen to-night unto young Hamlet; for, upon my life, this spirit, dumb to us, will speak to him: do you consent we shall acquaint him with it, as needful in our loves, fitting our duty?

Mar.: Let's do't, I pray; and I this morning know where we shall find him most conveniently.

[Exeunt.]

#hamlet #shakespeare #act one #scene one

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thtglgl · 2 years

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A black heart is the danger force from all the sources who didn’t give remorse

Yet they want me to be nice girl to fill the void of the empty races while at state of war the tensions come to uphoard

You don’t know me

My words to your mouth I need to bleed for you to believe that this isn’t for the dead signs who don’t achieve

Moments of being misperceived , I feel a great sense of relief

You don’t know me

Do what it takes to be on a wave

To create a better play but you made a castaway. We all need a start but I have a black heart

You don’t know me

#black heart #poem

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makerof150papermasks · 6 years

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Hamlet Mariofied: Act 1 Scene 1

Bolded names refer to the Mario characters playing the roles. The character role names remain unchanged in the context of the play and its dialogue

Toad = Bernardo

Daisy = Francisco

Yoshi = Marcellus

Luigi = Horatio

Donkey Kong = Ghost

Act I, Scene 1

Elsinore. A platform before the Castle.

Enter two Sentinels-[first,] Daisy, [who paces up and down at his post;] then Captain Toad, [who approaches him] while the theme from Big Boo’s Haunt.

Toad. Who's there?

Daisy. Nay, answer me. Stand and unfold yourself.

Toad. Long live the King!

Daisy. Bernardo?

Toad. He.

Daisy. You come most carefully upon your hour.

Toad. 'Tis now struck twelve. Get thee to bed, Francisco.

Daisy. For this relief much thanks. 'Tis bitter cold,

And I am sick at heart.

Toad. Have you had quiet guard?

Daisy. Not a mouse stirring.

Toad. Well, good night.

If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus,

The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste.

Enter Luigi and Yoshi.

Daisy. I think I hear them. Stand, ho! Who is there?

Luigi. Friends to this ground.

Yoshi. And liegemen to the Dane.

Daisy. Give you good night.

Yoshi. O, farewell, honest soldier.

Who hath reliev'd you?

Daisy. Bernardo hath my place.

Give you good night. Exit.

Yoshi. Holla, Bernardo!

Toad. Say-

What, is Horatio there ?

Luigi. A piece of him.

Toad. Welcome, Horatio. Welcome, good Marcellus.

Yoshi. What, has this thing appear'd again to-night?

Toad. I have seen nothing.

Yoshi. Horatio says 'tis but our fantasy,

And will not let belief take hold of him

Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us.

Therefore I have entreated him along,

With us to watch the minutes of this night,

That, if again this apparition come,

He may approve our eyes and speak to it.

Luigi. Tush, tush, 'twill not appear.

Toad. Sit down awhile,

And let us once again assail your ears,

That are so fortified against our story,

What we two nights have seen.

Luigi. Well, sit we down,

And let us hear Bernardo speak of this.

Toad. Last night of all,

When yond same star that's westward from the pole

Had made his course t' illume that part of heaven

Where now it burns, Marcellus and myself,

The bell then beating one-

Enter Donkey Kong, cue startup screen music from the Donkey Kong arcade game.

Yoshi. Peace! break thee off! Look where it comes again!

Toad. In the same figure, like the King that's dead.

Yoshi. Thou art a scholar; speak to it, Horatio.

Toad. Looks it not like the King? Mark it, Horatio.

Luigi. Most like. It harrows me with fear and wonder.

Toad. It would be spoke to.

Yoshi. Question it, Horatio.

Luigi. What art thou that usurp'st this time of night

Together with that fair and warlike form

In which the majesty of buried Denmark

Did sometimes march? By heaven I charge thee speak!

Yoshi. It is offended.

Toad. See, it stalks away!

Luigi. Stay! Speak, speak! I charge thee speak!

Exit Donkey Kong.

Yoshi. 'Tis gone and will not answer.

Toad. How now, Horatio? You tremble and look pale.

Is not this something more than fantasy?

What think you on't?

Luigi. Before my God, I might not this believe

Without the sensible and true avouch

Of mine own eyes.

Yoshi. Is it not like the King?

Luigi. As thou art to thyself.

Such was the very armour he had on

When he th' ambitious Norway combated.

So frown'd he once when, in an angry parle,

He smote the sledded Polacks on the ice.

'Tis strange.

Yoshi. Thus twice before, and jump at this dead hour,

With martial stalk hath he gone by our watch.

Luigi. In what particular thought to work I know not;

But, in the gross and scope of my opinion,

This bodes some strange eruption to our state.

Yoshi. Good now, sit down, and tell me he that knows,

Why this same strict and most observant watch

So nightly toils the subject of the land,

And why such daily cast of brazen cannon

And foreign mart for implements of war;

Why such impress of shipwrights, whose sore task

Does not divide the Sunday from the week.

What might be toward, that this sweaty haste

Doth make the night joint-labourer with the day?

Who is't that can inform me?

Luigi. That can I.

At least, the whisper goes so. Our last king,

Whose image even but now appear'd to us,

Was, as you know, by Fortinbras of Norway,

Thereto prick'd on by a most emulate pride,

Dar'd to the combat; in which our valiant Hamlet

(For so this side of our known world esteem'd him)

Did slay this Fortinbras; who, by a seal'd compact,

Well ratified by law and heraldry,

Did forfeit, with his life, all those his lands

Which he stood seiz'd of, to the conqueror;

Against the which a moiety competent

Was gaged by our king; which had return'd

To the inheritance of Fortinbras,

Had he been vanquisher, as, by the same cov'nant

And carriage of the article design'd,

His fell to Hamlet. Now, sir, young Fortinbras,

Of unimproved mettle hot and full,

Hath in the skirts of Norway, here and there,

Shark'd up a list of lawless resolutes,

For food and diet, to some enterprise

That hath a stomach in't; which is no other,

As it doth well appear unto our state,

But to recover of us, by strong hand

And terms compulsatory, those foresaid lands

So by his father lost; and this, I take it,

Is the main motive of our preparations,

The source of this our watch, and the chief head

Of this post-haste and romage in the land.

Toad. I think it be no other but e'en so.

Well may it sort that this portentous figure

Comes armed through our watch, so like the King

That was and is the question of these wars.

Luigi. A mote it is to trouble the mind's eye.

In the most high and palmy state of Rome,

A little ere the mightiest Julius fell,

The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead

Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets;

As stars with trains of fire, and dews of blood,

Disasters in the sun; and the moist star

Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands

Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse.

And even the like precurse of fierce events,

As harbingers preceding still the fates

And prologue to the omen coming on,

Have heaven and earth together demonstrated

Unto our climature and countrymen.

[Enter Donkey Kong again.]

But soft! behold! Lo, where it comes again!

I'll cross it, though it blast me.- Stay illusion!

[Spreads his arms.]

If thou hast any sound, or use of voice,

Speak to me.

If there be any good thing to be done,

That may to thee do ease, and, grace to me,

Speak to me.

If thou art privy to thy country's fate,

Which happily foreknowing may avoid,

O, speak!

Or if thou hast uphoarded in thy life

Extorted treasure in the womb of earth

(For which, they say, you spirits oft walk in death),

[The cock crows.]

Speak of it! Stay, and speak!- Stop it, Marcellus!

Yoshi. Shall I strike at it with my partisan?

Luigi. Do, if it will not stand.

Toad. 'Tis here!

Luigi. 'Tis here!

Yoshi. 'Tis gone!

[Exit Donkey Kong.] Theme from Sirena Beach plays.

We do it wrong, being so majestical,

To offer it the show of violence;

For it is as the air, invulnerable,

And our vain blows malicious mockery.

Toad. It was about to speak, when the cock crew.

Luigi. And then it started, like a guilty thing

Upon a fearful summons. I have heard

The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn,

Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat

Awake the god of day; and at his warning,

Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air,

Th' extravagant and erring spirit hies

To his confine; and of the truth herein

This present object made probation.

Yoshi. It faded on the crowing of the cock.

Some say that ever, 'gainst that season comes

Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated,

The bird of dawning singeth all night long;

And then, they say, no spirit dare stir abroad,

The nights are wholesome, then no planets strike,

No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm,

So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.

Luigi. So have I heard and do in part believe it.

But look, the morn, in russet mantle clad,

Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill.

Break we our watch up; and by my advice

Let us impart what we have seen to-night

Unto young Hamlet; for, upon my life,

This spirit, dumb to us, will speak to him.

Do you consent we shall acquaint him with it,

As needful in our loves, fitting our duty?

Let's do't, I pray; and I this morning know

Where we shall find him most conveniently.

Exeunt.

#Mario #Shakespeare #Hamlet #Had to do it #Luigi #Yoshi #Daisy #Captain Toad #Donkey Kong

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the-firebird69 · 4 years

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We have some words of advice for you idiots here in the houses do not cross us ever again if you do we will simply remove you until you stop doing it if you continue to try and use us for every aspect of your plan we will stop in Hall to every aspect of your plan until you shut the hell up or get away from us it is not normal for you to exhibit this behavior and exuded nonstop without error completely and you have not assessed why you have not looked into it you only throw things out there to get rid of your own and we're tired of you saying you can take us with your hand behind your back because you're disgustingly stupid your brain is dilapidated orgone your body is a piece of crap and your armament is gone you cannot take us at full power ever and you certainly cannot take us now is violently rude you people are uphoarded and stupid as hell furthermore we are not tolerating you in any way as you feel we are we are not actually falling for anything that you think we are you running around in circles making yourself feel better by tomorrow and there's no way to say that you're so obnoxious and hateful and evil and mean that we have to get rid of you every few seconds I get a report from Hera because she is doing the right thing for him. and now I see what they're saying there are so many insults and they're doing it right now as we speak these idiots in the house that nobody can sleep in and nobody can stand them and they all say it's coming from all the way over there or over there and they constantly do it then he puts his foot down and we can see who it is and we can see who we contacts and we can tell where it is and where it goes and we go after tons of stuff of those here and over there never going to wipe all of your stuff out anything that's connected with you f****** morons here is going to be gone shortly and you can scream and yell all you want out loud like little mental f****** retard patients which is what you are and you won't have anything you can be little babies when we pick you up and kill you

Thor

In other words goodbye suckers here you fell for all of it, every single morsel

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