To play, or not to play—that is the question:Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to sufferThe slings and arrows of playing cowboys and IndiansOr to take arms against a sea of eye-patched piratesAnd by opposing end them. To run, to imagine—and more—and by a laugh to say we endthe heartache, and the thousand natural shocksthat flesh is heir to. (sorry, Billy)
Not until he finishes tame his shrew. Why don’t you see if Hamlet can tear himself away from the merry wives of Windsor and take you see King Lear? Or go and play with Romeo and Juliet and stop bothering me. This is the twelfth night you’ve been here, and my midsummer night’s dream is turning in to a nightmare.
doc white over 12 years ago
I think he did.
cdward over 12 years ago
The play’s the thing.
J Short over 12 years ago
I meant write a play.
celeconecca over 12 years ago
To play, or not to play—that is the question:Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to sufferThe slings and arrows of playing cowboys and IndiansOr to take arms against a sea of eye-patched piratesAnd by opposing end them. To run, to imagine—and more—and by a laugh to say we endthe heartache, and the thousand natural shocksthat flesh is heir to. (sorry, Billy)
V-Beast over 12 years ago
he’ll be out write away.
PICTO over 12 years ago
Not until he finishes tame his shrew. Why don’t you see if Hamlet can tear himself away from the merry wives of Windsor and take you see King Lear? Or go and play with Romeo and Juliet and stop bothering me. This is the twelfth night you’ve been here, and my midsummer night’s dream is turning in to a nightmare.
Larry Miller Premium Member over 12 years ago
Grainbelt, how many degrees of separation between Francis and Will?
6turtle9 over 12 years ago
Why does the mom look like a man and the child look like an adult, only shorter? Is there more to Shakespeare than I have been led to believe.