Today is Shakespeare’s birthday and, as it happens the 400th anniversary of his death. Some beautiful commemorative stamps have been issued in his honour and I just had to have a complete set of them.
On Monday we start our journey to America for a family visit and then a road trip from Atlanta through the Appalachian Mountains along the Blue Ridge Parkway into the Shenandoah Valley and then on to Washington. Am I excited? Oh yes! You can travel along with us through my blog if you would like to though I doubt I will be posting every day. So, today we had to go to the sea as we won’t be seeing the sea for three weeks.
I used to tell my dubious teenagers that love at first sight, or love at first sonnet as here, is really possible. It happened to us across a crowded room in October 1966 and we have been together ever since. I love how Romeo and Juliet begin to intertwine their words as their first love engulfs them.
|ROMEO||[To JULIET] If I profane with my unworthiest hand|
|This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:|
|My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand|
|To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.|
|JULIET||Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,|
|Which mannerly devotion shows in this;|
|For saints have hands that pilgrims’ hands do touch,|
|And palm to palm is holy palmers’ kiss.|
|ROMEO||Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?|
|JULIET||Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.|
|ROMEO||O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;|
|They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.|
|JULIET||Saints do not move, though grant for prayers’ sake.|
|ROMEO||Then move not, while my prayer’s effect I take.|
My Sister-in-law sent me Shakespeare’s Obituary which was in The New York Times today. It is very entertaining. Thanks V.