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Originally Posted by BENZ-LGB
What sayeth thou???
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I say I better get busy and read some Shakespeare else abandon all claim to being an educated man. Hamlet and Romeo and Juliet are the only ones I've read and that was decades ago.
Loreena McKennitt, sort of a new age singer and harp player, and an outstanding one, IMO, has a song on her CD "The Visit," with lyrics taken from Shakespeare's play "The Tragedy of Cymbeline, King of Britain." It's quite a song. I was so impressed, I put it on the program for my Dad's funeral in '00 with my family's approval.
One older lady said it brought her to tears. Here 'tis:
Cymbeline (the song title as well)
Fear no more the heat o' th' sun
Nor the furious winters' rages;
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages.
Golden lads and girls all must,
As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.
The sceptre, learning, physic, must
All follow this and come to dust.
Fear no more the frown o' th' great;
Thou art past the tyrant's stroke.
Care no more to clothe and eat;
To thee the reed is as the oak.
The sceptre, learning, physic, must
All follow this and come to dust.
All lovers young, all lovers must
Consign to thee and come to dust.