Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? (Hamlet, V.i)
Hamlet's response to the bones of Yorick is beautifully stated. I wonder if we will soon need some kind of special permission to quote the likes of Shakespeare without fear of imprisonment.
*photo borrowed from Wikipedia. If you would like me to remove it, I will gladly do so.
I know!!! Times sure have changed thanks to the internet.
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I just watched the movie "Idiocracy"
ReplyDeleteyesterday. (In case you haven't seen it - a guy goes into the future to 2505 (I think) and people are so dumbed down that they can barely speak, they use wrong words etc.)
I bet that's how Shakespeare would see us.
Tex, I LOVE that movie, and refer to it frequently. "Welcome to Cosco, I love you", hahaha.
ReplyDeleteDiane - Yeah, the greeter.
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