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296 pages, Paperback
First published April 8, 2010
“(Shakespeare) saw sex as an instrument of relationships between people, and one that cannot…be divorced from love…. He knew of the dangers of mistaking animal desire for a higher passion, that the sexual instinct is one that may be misused, that it can lead to rape and murder, to a prostitution of all that is best in man. But he knew too that sex is an essential component of even the highest forms of human love, that it can lead to a sublime realization of the self in a near-mystical union of personalities….
Shakespeare gives us no easy answers, but he goes on helping us, if not to understand, at least to explore ourselves through his depiction of an amazing range of human sexual experience.” (pp. 250-51)
“…limbs unwieldy for the fight,
That spend their strength in thought of her delight.
`What shall I do to show myself a man?
It will not be for aught that beauty can.
I kiss, I clap, I feel, I view at will,
Yet dead he lies not thinking good or ill.’
`Unhappy me,’ quote she, `and will’t not stand?
Come, let me rub and chafe it with my hand.
Perhaps the silly worm is laboured sore
And wearièd that it can do no more.’” (p. 45)
“My soul doth tell my body that he may
Triumph in love; flesh stays no farther reason,
But rising at thy name doth point out thee
As his triumphant prize. Proud of this pride,
He is contented thy poor drudge to be,
To stand in thy affairs, fall by thy side.
No want of conscience hold it that I call
Her `love’ for whose dear love I rise and fall.
“Batter my heart, three-personed God; for you
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend
Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurped town to’another due,
Labour to’admit you; but O, to no end.
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captived, and proves weak or untrue,
Yet dearly I love you, and would be loved fain,
But am betrothed unto your enemy.
Divorce me, untie, or break that knot again,
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthral me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
“Upon a time when Burbage played Richard the Third there was a citizen grew so far in liking with him, that before she went from the play she appointed him to come that night unto her by the name of Richard the Third. Shakespeare, overhearing their conclusion, went before, was entertained and at his game ere Burbage came. Then, message being brought that Richard the Third was at the door, Shakespeare caused return to be made that William the Conqueror was before Richard the Third.” (p. 71)
“The’expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action; and till action, lust
Is perjured, murd’rous, bloody, full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust,
Enjoyed no sooner but despised straight,
Past reason hunted, and no sooner had
Past reason hated as a swallowed bait
On purpose laid to make the taker mad;
Mad in pursuit and in possession so,
Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme;
A bliss in proof and proved, a very woe;
Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream.
All this the world well knows, yet none knows well
To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell”
“PETRUCHIO: Good morrow, Kate; for that’s your name, I hear.
KATE: Well have you heard, but something hard of hearing:
They call me Katherine that do talk of me.
P: You lie in faith; for you are call’d plain Kate,
And bonny Kate and sometimes Kate the curst;
But Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom
Kate of Kate Hall, my super-dainty Kate,
For dainties are all Kates, and therefore, Kate,
Take this of me, Kate of my consolation;
Hearing thy mildness praised in very town,
Thy virtues spoke of, and thy beauty sounded,
Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs,
Myself am moved to woo thee for my wife.
K: Moved! In good time: let him that moved you hither
Remove you hence; I knew you at the first
You were a moveable.
P: Why, what’s a moveable?
K: A join’d-stool.
P: Thou hast hit it: come, sit on me.
K: Asses are made to bear, and so are you.
P: Women are made to bear, and so are you.
K: No such jade as you, if me you mean.
P: Alas! Good Kate, I will not burden thee;
For, knowing thee to be but young and light –
K: Too light for such a swain as you to catch;
And yet as heavy as my weight should be.
P: Should be! Should – buzz!
K: Well ta’en, and like a buzzard.
P: O slow-wing’d turtle! Shall a buzzard take thee?
K: Ay, for a turtle, as he takes a buzzard.
P: Come, come, you wasp; i’ faith, you are too angry.
K: If I be waspish, best beware my sting.
P: My remedy is then, to pluck it out.
K: Ay, if the fool cold find it where it lies.
P: Who knows not where a wasp does wear his sting? In his tail.
K: In his tongue.
P: Whose tongue?
K: Yours, if you talk of tails: and so farewell.
P: What, with my tongue in your tail? Nay, come again,
Good Kate; I am a gentleman.” Act 2, Scene 1
“Love comforteth, like sunshine after rain,
But lust’s effect is tempest after sun.
Love’s gentle spring doth always fresh remain;
Lust’s winter comes ere summer half be done.
Love surfeits not; lust like a glutton dies.
Love is all truth, lust full of forged lies.” Venus and Adonis
“SAMSON: True; and therefore women, being the weaker vessels, are ever thrust to the wall: therefore I will push Montague’s men from the wall, and thrust his maids to the wall.
GREGORY: The quarrel is between our masters and us their men.
S: ‘Tis all one, I will show myself a tyrant: when I have fought with the men, I will be cruel with the maids, and cut off their heads.
G: The heads of the maids?
S: Ay, the heads of the maids, or their maidenheads; take it in what sense thou wilt.
G: They must take it in sense that feel it.
S: Me they shall feel while I am able to stand: and tis know I am a pretty piece of flesh.” Act 1, Scene 1
“Tell me not, friar, that thou hear’st of this,
Unless thou tell me how I may prevent it:
If, in thy wisdom, thou canst give no help,
Do thou but call my resolution wise,
And with this knife I’ll help it presently.
God join’d my heart and Romeo’s, thou our hands;
And ere this hand, by thee to Romeo seal’d,
Shall be the label to another deed,
Or my true heart with treacherous revolt
Turn to another, this shall slay them both:
Therefore, out of they long-experienced time,
Give me some present counsel, or, behold,
‘Twixt my extremes and me this bloody knife
Shall play umpire, arbitrating that
Which the commission of thy years and art
Could to no issue of true honor bring.”
Demetrius: "Villain, what hast thou done?"
Aaron: "That which thou canst not undo."
Chiron: "Thou hast undone our mother."
Aaron: "Villain, I have done thy mother."