Shakespearean Daily Diss
“I prithee–and I’ll pay thee bounteously–
Conceal me what I am, and be my aid
For such disguise as haply shall become
The form of my intent.” —Twelfth Night, 1.2.50-53
Shakespearean Daily Diss
“The element itself, till seven years’ heat,
Shall not behold her face at ample view;
But, like a cloistress, she will veiled walk.” —Twelfth Night, 1.1.26-28
Shakespearean Daily Diss
“That instant was I turned into a hart,
And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds,
E’er since pursue me.” —Twelfth Night, 1.1.21-23
Shakespearean Daily Diss
“Nought enters there,
Of what validity and pitch soe’er,
But falls into abatement and low price,
Even in a minute.” —Twelfth Night, 1.1.11-14
Shakespearean Daily Diss
“Enough! no more:
‘Tis not so sweet now as it was before.”
—Twelfth Night, 1.1.7-8
Gratuitous Audio Feed
Robert Lund: “Sarah Palin vs. The Flobots”
Farewell, Summer
It’s been overcast around here for a while, but the sun emerged yesterday. As of this evening, however, the pool has remained 20° below body temperature for three days running. Not only is swimming great exercise and marvelous relaxation–I’m now building nipples of steel. The rest of the month, and the next, should test our [...]
What Won’t They Try?
The Republican Party is known for any and all tactics that could depress voter turnout at election time, and this year is no exception. Hiding a close Senate race at the bottom of the ballot is an act of desperation, and going to court to fight for it shows us how desperate:
The court ruled 8 [...]
Shakespearean Daily Diss
“I will no more trust him when he leers than I will a serpent
when he hisses.” —Troilus And Cressida, 5.2.88-89
Shakespearean Daily Diss
“If beauty have a soul, this is not she.” —Troilus And Cressida, 5.2.137
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