Brush up your Shakespeare (a game)

“I have drunk, and seen the spider.”

What, did I stump everyone with my quote? Too obscure for the likes of you, you eaters of broken meats? Ha!

(Come on, damnit, rise to my taunting)

Two Gentlemen of Verona, IIRC, but I don’t remember who said it. Do I get half credit?

Hrm. Let’s see, a short one for half credit…

“The wills above be done! but I would fain die a dry death.”

Wow, this is a hard game! You’re all blowing me away. The only reason I know this one is I got out the Tempest to look at some of the earlier quotes, and this one is on the first page, spoken by Gonzalo.

Here’s something from one I saw performed last summer:

She sings like one immortal, and she dances
As goddess-like to her admired lays

That’s Winter’s Tale – Leontes suspects Hermione of infidelity.

“The dangers of the days but newly gone,
Whose memory is written on the earth
With yet appearing blood, and the examples
Of every minute’s instance, present now,
Hath put us in these ill-beseeming arms,
Not to break peace or any branch of it,
But to establish here a peace indeed,
Concurring both in name and quality.”

Hey Katisha, no fair, you skipped mine! (Nice shoulder blade though.) Sadly, I have no idea where your quotation comes from. However, I do know “Brush Up Your Shakespeare” comes from Cole Porter’s “Kiss Me Kate”. That should be worth something!

It suddenly strikes me that my picking out allusions to two different musicals* may give people the wrong impression of me. Don’t be fooled; I’m all man! In fact, if there were a smiley with a mustache and Stetson hat, I’d use it right here.

  • The more oblique one being to “The Mikado”.

Henry IV, Part II. The Archbishop of York.

Next up:

better grace is, I think, Twelfth Night.

If so, I give thee:

Angels and ministers of grace, defend us!

Hamlet, when Hamlet sees the ghost for the first time.

One that I used as a sig line for a while, years ago before I got too lazy to do sig lines:

“I can call spirits from the vasty deep.”
“Why, so can I, or so can any man,
But will they come when you do call for them?”

“I can call spirits from the vasty deep.”
“Why, so can I, or so can any man,
But will they come when you do call for them?”

Fretful Porpentine, that is the best screenname I ever saw.

“What shall he have that killed the deer?
His leather skin and horns to wear.
Then sing him home:
Take thou no scorn to wear the horn,
It was a crest ere thou wast born;
Thy father?s father wore it,
and thy father bore it.
The horn, the horn, the lusty horn
is not a thing to laugh to scorn.”

Oh, that’s a personal favorite of mine! 1 Henry IV – Hotspur and Glendower engage in a pissing match. :wink:

And Greg, I’m afraid I’m quite stumped on yours, unless it’s Florizel in Winter’s Tale. And I have a left elbow people come miles to see… :wink:

Here’s Shakespeare for the kinky –

“That is, were I under the terms of death,
The impression of keen whips I’d wear as rubies,
And strip myself to death, as to a bed
That longing have been sick for, ere I’d yield
My body up to shame.”

Why, thank you!

As You Like It, but I’m not sure who sings it.

“Noblest of men, woo’t die?
Hast thou no care of me? shall I abide
In this dull world, which in thy absence is
No better than a sty? O, see, my women,
The crown o’the earth doth melt. My lord!
O, wither’d is the garland of the war,
The soldier’s pole is fall’n: young boys and girls
Are level now with men; the odds is gone,
And there is nothing left remarkable
Beneath the visiting moon.”

Isn’t that Cleopatra over Anthony?

“Thou wilt lie upon the wings of night
Whiter than new snow on a raven?s back.”

nope. I’m wrong. nevermind

But is it Shakespeare? It’s not in the Folio: Pericles, Prince of Tyre, Act V, Prologue.

Here’s mine:

“The sense of death is most in apprehension,
And the poor beetle that we tread upon,
In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great
As when a giant dies.”

Actually, I believe you’re right!

Yours is Juliet, anticipating her wedding night, and Northern Piper’s sounds like it might possibly be from Measure for Measure.

And I’ll point out that nobody’s guessed the one in my last post!

We seem to be delving into the same play, Katisha - yours is Isabel rebuffing Angelo’s attempt on her virtue in Measure for Measure, Act II, sc. iv, 100-104. Mine is Isabel to Claudio in the very next scene (Act III, sc. i, 77-80), telling him to bear up and be a man at his death.

Here’s my next one, just a shorty: who was the “snapper-up of unconsidered trifles”?

No, you’re right.

“snapper-up of unconsidered trifles”

Autolycus from Winters Tale

“They lie deadly that tell you you have good faces.”