Reading a bit of Shakespeare at the moment for a class of mine. Despite the queasiness that sometimes accompanies thoughts of my reading Romeo & Juliet, Hamlet, and Macbeth in high school English class, these days I’ve a renewed appreciation for these Elizabethan prose. Word play is delightful, especially when thrown together with a rather strict adherence to rhyme and meter. Gotta hand it to Billy, he didn’t mess around, not a bit.
I’m really tempted and would like to use more Shakespearean expressions in my everyday conversation, not only because I’m a huge dork, but because I’m perpetually fascinated with language and its evolution from one form to another. That language isn’t a static thing, despite its necessity in, well, most everyday-commonplace interactions, is cool and kinda strange.
So, yeah, I would that my queries be answered. Perchance I’ll consult a man of sagacious mien. Yeah.
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