#BraveNewWorld2015 @TheatreCloud Context Sheet #4: Shakespeare in Brave New World A chronological list of all references Source: Wikipedia Chapter 7 A most unhappy gentleman Two Gentlemen of Verona (V, iv) Out, damned spot, out, I say! Macbeth (V, i) Will all great Neptune s ocean wash this blood Clean away from my hand? No, this my hand will rather The multitudinuous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red. Macbeth (II, ii) Chapter 8 Nay, but to live In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed, Stew d in corruption, honeying and making love Over the nasty sty I should have fatted all the region kites With this slave s offal. Bloody, bawdy villain! Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless villain! O, vengeance! When he is drunk asleep, or in his rage, Or in the incestuous pleasure of his bed Hamlet (III, iv) Hamlet (II, ii) Hamlet (III, iii) To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Macbeth (V, v) Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, O, wonder! The Tempest (V, i) How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, That has such people in t! theatrecloud.com/learning 1
Chapter 9 Her eyes, her hair, her cheek, her gait, her voice, Troilus and Cressida (I, i) Handlest in thy discourse, O, that her hand, In whose comparison all whites are ink, Writing their own reproach, to whose soft seizure The cygnet s down is harsh On the white wonder of dear Juliet s hand may seize And steal immortal blessing from her lips, Who even in pure and vestal modesty, Still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin. Romeo and Juliet (III, iii) If I profane with my unworthiest hand Romeo and Juliet (I, v) This holy schrine, the gentler sin is this: My lips, two pilgrims, ready stand To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss. Chapter 11 Eternity was in our lips and eyes. Antony and Cleopatra (I, iii) John claims that Ariel from The Tempest can put a girdle round the earth in forty minutes but this is actually a line spoken by Puck in A Midsummer Night s Dream (II, i) Chapter 12 O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! Romeo and Juliet (I, v) It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiope s ear; Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear Let the bird of loudest lay On the sole Arabian tree, Herald sad and trumpet be, Property was thus appalled, That the self was not the same; Single nature s double name Neither two nor one was called. Reason, in itself confounded, Saw division grow together, The Phoenix and the Turtle The Phoenix and the Turtle theatrecloud.com/learning 2
Is there no pity sitting in the clouds, Romeo and Juliet (III, v) That sees into the bottom of my grief? O, sweet my mother, cast me not away! Delay this marriage for a month, a week; Or, if you do not, make the bridal bed In that dim monument where Tybalt lies. Chapter 13 Admired Miranda! The Tempest (III, i) Indeed the top of admiration! worth What s dearest to the world! Full many a lady I have eyed with best regard and many a time The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues Have I liked several women; never any With so fun soul, but some defect in her Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed And put it to the foil: but you, O you, So perfect and so peerless, are created Of every creature s best! There be some sports are painful, and their labour The Tempest (III, i) Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness Are nobly undergone and most poor matters Point to rich ends. Outliving beauty s outward, with a mind That doth renew swifter than blood decays! Troilus and Cressida (III, ii) If thou dost break her virgin-knot before The Tempest (IV, i) All sanctimonious ceremonies may With full and holy rite be minister d, No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall With such love as tis now, the murkiest den, The Tempest (IV, i) The most opportune place, the strong st suggestion. Our worser genius can, shall never melt Mine honour into lust, to take away The edge of that day s celebration theatrecloud.com/learning 3
O that this too too solid flesh would melt, Thaw and resolve itself into a dew Make soft thy trenchant sword; for those milk-paps, That through the window-bars bore at men s eyes, Are not within the leaf of pity writ, Hamlet (I, ii,) Timon of Athens (IV, iii) Look thou be true; do not give dalliance The Tempest (IV, i) Too much the rein: the strongest oaths are straw To the fire i the blood: be more abstemious, Or else, good night your vow! Impudent strumpet! The wren goes to t, and the small gilded fly Does lecher in my sight... The fitchew, nor the soiled horse, goes to t With a more riotous appetite. Down from the waist they are Centaurs, Though women all above: But to the girdle do the gods inherit, Beneath is all the fiends ; There s hell, there s darkness, there s the sulphurous pit, Burning, scalding, stench, consumption; fie, fie, fie! pah, pah! Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary, to sweeten my imagination: Othello (IV, ii) King Lear (IV, vi) O, ay; as summer flies are in the shambles, Othello (IV, ii) That quicken even with blowing. O thou weed, Who art so lovely fair and smell st so sweet That the sense aches at thee, would thou hadst ne er been born! Was this fair paper, this most goodly book, Made to write whore upon? What committed!... Heaven stops the nose at it and the moon winks, How the devil Luxury, with his fat rump and potato-finger, tickles these together! Fry, lechery, fry! Othello (IV, ii) Troilus and Cressida (V, ii) If I do not usurp myself, I am. Twelfth Night (I, v) theatrecloud.com/learning 4
Chapter 15 O, wonder! The Tempest (V, i) How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, That has such people in t! Lend me your ears At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse s arm. Julius Caesar (III, ii) As You Like It (II, vii) Chapter 16 Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices The Tempest (III, ii) Goats and monkeys! Othello (IV, i) And then is heard no more: it is a tale Macbeth (V, v) Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. Chapter 17 I Pandulph, of fair Milan cardinal King John (III, i) The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices Make instruments to plague us: The dark and vicious place where thee he got Cost him his eyes. Thou hast spoken right, tis true; The wheel is come full circle: I am here. But value dwells not in particular will; It holds his estimate and dignity As well wherein tis precious of itself As in the prizer: King Lear (V, iii) Troilus and Cressida (II, ii) If after every tempest come such calms, Othello (II, i) May the winds blow till they have waken d death. theatrecloud.com/learning 5
Whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer Hamlet (III, i) The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, and by opposing end them? Exposing what is mortal and unsure To all that fortune, death and danger dare, Even for an eggshell. Hamlet (IV, iv) Chapter 18 Eternity was in our lips and eyes Antony and Cleopatra (I, iii) And all our yesterdays have lighted fools Macbeth (V, v) The way to dusty death. For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a god(good) kissing carrion, Hamlet (II,ii) As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods. King Lear (IV, i) They kill us for their sport. To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there s the rub; Hamlet (III, i) For in that sleep of death what dreams may come Fry,lechery,fry! Troilus and Cressida (V, ii) theatrecloud.com/learning 6