Tag Archives: Shakespeare

The Bard’s Advice for Social Media

Do not cry havoc, where you should but hunt
With modest warrant.

Shakespeare, Coriolanus

Newburgh Lake, Michigan


Bold Winds Speechless

But, as we often see against some storm
A silence in the heavens, the rack stand still
The bold winds speechless, and the orb below
As hush as death, anon the dreadful thunder
Doth rend the region.
—William Shakespeare, Hamlet

Summer storms in Michigan approach “anon the thunder.”

Uncertain Glory

It seems that summer has haltingly arrived in Michigan, following a long, cool spring that lingered well past its welcome and reminded me of the Bard’s lament.  This local lake is, fortunately, only a short drive for me.

O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of a May day;
Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,
And by and by a cloud takes all away.

Shakespeare, The Two Gentlemen of Verona

Newburgh Lake, Michigan

All the World Will Be in Love with Night

Come, gentle night, come, loving, black-browed night,
Give me my Romeo. And when he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.

April 23 traditionally marks William Shakespeare’s birthday, so a belated greeting in memory of the Bard.   From Romeo and Juliet, one of my favorite passages.

Newburgh Lake, Michigan

Such Stuff as Dreams Are Made on

Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp’d tow’rs, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on; and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.

Shakespeare, The Tempest

Hartwick Pines, Michigan