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thelongvictorian · 6 minutes ago
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Romeo and Juliet on the balcony (1886) by Julius Kronberg (Swedish, 1850-1921). “Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.”
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shakesphereau · an hour ago
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yukippe · an hour ago
omg now im curious. is twelfth night gnc af
twelfth night is about a pair of twins who are separated and believe the other to be dead after their ship crashes. viola dresses up as a man to get a job and ends up making both a man and woman fall in love w her - u know that one photo where anne hathaway has a sword and is making out w 2 people? yea <3 anyways while that's happening violas brother sebastian has a fling w a pirate or smth and is fashionably late but arrives just in time for omg identical twin mishaps
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thehamletaesthetic · 2 hours ago
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"A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm."
Hamlet, Act IV, Scene III
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catullus101 · 2 hours ago
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Vanessa Redgrave as Katherina in The Taming of the Shrew (1961)
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ohquotescom · 2 hours ago
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The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve;Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time.
William Shakespeare - https://goo.gl/ceNijW
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sapphicstarling · 3 hours ago
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i am getting to write about niki’s “i started baking again” line in an academic paper that is the only perk of this paper.
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edge-poetry · 3 hours ago
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poem: hell may be empty
hell may be empty,
but i see no devils here—
hell may be empty,
but i’m the only devil that i see—
hell may be empty,
honey, don’t be scared—
hell may be empty,
except for you and me.
-j.g. edge
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fearofpop · 3 hours ago
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Spin Doctors + Shakespeare references
“Jimmy Olsen’s Blues” / “How Could You Want Him (When You Know You Could Have Me)” / “Cleopatra’s Cat” / “I’d Like to Love You (But I Think You Might Be Crazy)”
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wheretobuygoodurl · 3 hours ago
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Benvolio: Just... why?
Mercutio: I get asked that a lot and I find that the answer is often ’I thought it would be funny’.
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doublewarhol · 4 hours ago
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JULIUS
Chapter 1
The Vermin
“The Park,” as it was known, was under the Highway of West America. This was the best place for it to be. That godless concrete rod was rammed all the way up the spine of the country to keep the people functioning. The highway was wretched in every way—clean, dull, efficient—but it was beautiful from underneath. So I thought. It was beautiful because we made it so. That high ceiling, filled by blue and charcoal shades of gray, kept the rain out, and the gossamer blanket could drift in from the sides and cloak your body like a spirit. The concrete piles that held the huge structure up zoomed left and right, framing the great space like some vision of a Greek hall. I liked those Greeks. There was a nobility to this space, even though, really, it was filled by tents and the so-called derelicts of the city who didn’t bathe and change their clothes. No, it was the people overhead who were the slaves of society, driving by in their metal, manic machines, believing day after day that there was some landing place for their pubescent dreams. Here, there was no movement—just acceptance—we were already exactly where we wanted to be. It was one of the last havens for the sane.
        In the night, two shadows walked through the concrete pillars, casting their eyes over the tents and people that were standing beside them. If there was some authority in the park, (just because there had to be in order to avoid the minimum of violence) these two were it—Marcellus and Flavius. They were the ones who made sure no one caused too much trouble—this was a community after all. Sometimes desperate junkies drifted in with knives or guns. They’d steal and threaten the others even though there wasn’t too much that could be gained from it. Freedom had to be kept. Marcellus had been in the Park for seven years; he knew how bad things could get if people didn’t stay humble. All it took was one bigshot to cause a whole lot of trouble for all the vermin. You had to break in the new ones. He himself had drifted in from New Orleans, and he knew from the beginning that it was going to be his last stop, (you couldn’t go any further west) so he was very quiet that first year. Some other newbie named Diaz had tried to clear as much room for himself as he could, talking big and intimidating the others so that they stayed far away. Two weeks in, a bunch of vermin surrounded his tent at midnight, knocked down the poles, and kicked him through the tarp until he didn’t scream anymore. They carried his body to a ditch, and nobody mentioned his name “Diaz” after that. These things happened, but it was part of the process.
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arinewman7 · 4 hours ago
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Hamlet and Ofelia
José Luis Muñoz
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lesbianholmes · 6 hours ago
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why is richard ii so fruity....
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notyouraveragejulie · 7 hours ago
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y’all go look up “Heart of America Shakespeare Festival parody” on YouTube it is incredible
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onawhimsicot · 7 hours ago
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i only made a sideblog for crit role bc i like liveposting in the tag with everyone but i dont really like side blogs (bc of the follow/like mechanics) so unfortunately i will not be extending the courtesy and you all will have to suffer through the maelstrom that is my wildly dissimilar interests
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lesbianholmes · 7 hours ago
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bro maybe it’s time to rewatch the hollow crown episode 2: henry iv part 1
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