Sunday, September 18, 2011

Hamlet, Act I, Scene 2, search and replace

 87  'Tis sweet and commendable in your nature, Hamlet,
 88   To give these mourning duties to your mother:
 89   But, you must know, your father lost a mother;
 90   That mother lost, lost hers, and the survivor bound
 91   In filial obligation for some term
 92   To do obsequious sorrow: but to persever
 93   In obstinate condolement is a course
 94   Of impious stubbornness; 'tis unmanly grief;
 95   It shows a will most incorrect to heaven,
 96   A heart unfortified, a mind impatient,
 97   An understanding simple and unschool'd:
 98   For what we know must be and is as common
 99   As any the most vulgar thing to sense,
100   Why should we in our peevish opposition
101   Take it to heart? Fie! 'tis a fault to heaven,
102   A fault against the dead, a fault to nature,
103   To reason most absurd: whose common theme
104   Is death of mothers, and who still hath cried,
105   From the first corse till she that died to-day,
106   "This must be so."[...]

2 comments:

  1. So... suck it up, he's saying? After 3.5 years I do go days without thinking about it/her, but then suddenly I am overwhelmed with loss again. And, frankly, why her/not him? No answer, obvi.

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  2. Yeah. Maybe we can reconcile life as it is with our hearts as they are, maybe not. That too is life.

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