Monday, June 1, 2009

Hamlet, Act 3, Scene 4

Look here upon this picture, and on this,
The counterfeit presentment of two brothers.
See what a grace was seated on this brow,
Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself,
An eye like Mars, to threaten and command...
Here is your husband like a mildewed ear...

Claudius was one fugly dude.

2 comments:

mum said...

Hamlet: will you look at this dog, Gertrude? Will you look at him! What were you thinking?

Gertrude (in a faint voice) - I was thinking... love is blind?

wf? blessest (as in 'blessest art thou amongst women and blessest is the fruit of thy womb, Hamlet?)

OK, I'm out of here.

Blessest to thee, Art Sparker.

Anonymous said...

dog...mildewed ear...

I must remember that..to liken someone to a mildewed ear..