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Shakespeare perspectivizes his dramas so that, measure for measure, we are judged even as we attempt to judge. If your Falstaff is a roistering coward, a wastrel confidence man, an uncounted jester to Prince Hal, well, then, we know something of you, but we know no more about Falstaff. If your Cleopatra is an aging who're, and her Antony a would-be Alexander in his dotage, then we know a touch [cont...]
— Oct 01, 2026 12:56AM
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Read ‘Midsummer’ Essay
Bloom “rejects the prevailing notion that sexual violence and bestiality are at the centre of this humane and wise drama” and finds the questions of whether or not Bottom was, in fact, the carnal lover of the Fairy Queen, “ambiguous or elliptical” and, in any case, “unimportant compared with Bottom’s uniqueness in the Dream.” [Cont...]
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Bloom “rejects the prevailing notion that sexual violence and bestiality are at the centre of this humane and wise drama” and finds the questions of whether or not Bottom was, in fact, the carnal lover of the Fairy Queen, “ambiguous or elliptical” and, in any case, “unimportant compared with Bottom’s uniqueness in the Dream.” [Cont...]
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Read ‘Hamlet’ Essay
The crux of the majority of Bloom’s essay surrounds his support of Peter Alexander’s surmise that the Ur-Hamlet, written no later than 1589, was not written, as many believe, by Thomas Kyd, but was indeed perhaps the earliest dramatic effort and failure of a young and inexperienced Shakespeare. {cont...]
— Oct 04, 2026 04:36AM
The crux of the majority of Bloom’s essay surrounds his support of Peter Alexander’s surmise that the Ur-Hamlet, written no later than 1589, was not written, as many believe, by Thomas Kyd, but was indeed perhaps the earliest dramatic effort and failure of a young and inexperienced Shakespeare. {cont...]
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In reading Shakespeare's plays, and to a certain extent in attending their performances, the merely sensible procedure is to immerse yourself in the text and its speakers, and allow your understanding to move outward from what you read, hear and see to whatever contexts suggest themselves as relevant...
... Alas, sensible, even "natural" as this way was, it is now out of fashion, and has been cont...
— Sep 30, 2026 05:52AM
... Alas, sensible, even "natural" as this way was, it is now out of fashion, and has been cont...
Jonathan O'Neill
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[Shakespeare] is a system of northern lights, an aurora borealis visible where most of us will never go. Libraries and playhouses (and cinemas) cannot contain him; he has become a spirit or "spell of light," almost too vast to apprehend. High romantic bardolatry, now so much disdained in our self-defiled academies, is merely the most normative of the faiths that worship him.
— Sep 30, 2026 05:13AM
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That for which we find words is something already dead in our hearts. There is always a kind of contempt in the act of speaking
Nietzsche, The Twilight of the Idols
— Sep 29, 2026 05:12AM
Nietzsche, The Twilight of the Idols
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What a wonderful journey you’ve started, Jonathan! I’ll be looking forward to your updates.☺️
Pia G. wrote: "What a wonderful journey you’ve started, Jonathan! I’ll be looking forward to your updates.☺️"Ah, Pia, I only meant to dip my toes in the Shakespeare Ocean but then Hamlet encouraged me to wade in waist deep. So I did, and then the Fairie Queene, who was treading water at neck height gave me "come hither" eyes and so I couldn't possibly say no, I paddled out further, deeper!
Next thing I know, I'm caught in the most glorious undertow, in absolute awe of the ocean surrounding me when, in what can only be described as some sort of fever dream, Harold Bloom and Marjorie Garber begin shouting from the shore, "Onward, to ever greater depths! You've but skimmed the surface!"
And the pull is irresistable! And so, I'm submerged and the more I fight it the deeper I go. It may be some time before I resurface and I can't guarantee anyone will recognise me when I return. :D
Fran wrote: "Happy reading Jonathan!🤗💕"Thanks so much, Fran, very kind! Are you a fan of the bard?
Jonathan wrote: "Pia G. wrote: "What a wonderful journey you’ve started, Jonathan! I’ll be looking forward to your updates.☺️"Ah, Pia, I only meant to dip my toes in the Shakespeare Ocean but then Hamlet encourag..."
Wow, Jonathan, I clearly underestimated the scale of your journey! You’ve been properly swept out to sea. And honestly, I hope you don’t resurface too quickly, you sound like you’re enjoying the whole thing far too much. Whatever version of you eventually washes back ashore, I’ll be very curious to hear what the voyage did to you.😁🫣