Four hundred years ago today, William Shakespeare died.
Interestingly, this date--the 23rd of April--might also be his birth date. We do not know his birthday with any certainty; the first record that exists of him is his baptismal certificate, dated the 26th of April, 1564.
I am so thankful for Bill. After all, if he didn't exist, I'd have to torture my students in some other way. And, really, it's not as much fun to torment people with Tennyson or Chaucer. I couldn't really haunt my students with Milton, because I'd have to spend more time explaining Paradise Lost than I would for any of the Bard's plays. By the time I'm finished, most of my students would be too dazed to be terrified.
(That last statement is conjecture. Now I'll make a confession: I've never tried to teach Paradise Lost, or any other poem by John Milton. I'd bet a lot of English instructors today could say the same.)
Seriously, though...Where would we be without Shakespeare? He has given us so many of the figures of speech and common expressions we use every day. The only source of more of those pithy words and phrases is the Bible. And, even if that book is directly inspired by God, as many believe, I'm sure that it wasn't all written by the same person. Then again, every generation or so, someone makes the claim that not all of Shakespeare's works were written by the same person because, as one commentatior put it, "How could one person write all of that?"
Even if there was not one "Shakespeare"--or, as some have said, the name was an alias--I'd probably still believe that he (or she?) existed. S'il Dieu n'existait pas, il faudrait l'inventer: According to Voltaire, if God didn't exist, it would be necessary to invent him. I think of Shakespeare in the same way.
Now, even though I am a writer (yes, really!) and I teach English (would I lie?), you are probably wondering why I'm devoting a whole post in a bicycling blog to the Bard. Well, he was an avid cyclist. Oh, come on: You don't believe all of the official versions of history, do you? Especially the ones that say the bicycle wasn't invented until two centuries after Shakespeare died? Well, if you read almost any of his plays, you realize that time isn't linear--at least, not in his plays. (One notable exception is his last play, The Tempest.) He shifts action back and forth between places and times, three centuries before moving pictures--let alone split screens and other effects--were invented.
So, it's not only likely he pedaled; it's certain. The clues are sprinkled throughout his works. To wit:
"...thou and I have thirty miles ere dinner time". Henry IV Part I, Act III, Scene 3.
I mean, if that isn't something somoene would say during an audax or brevet, I don't know what is.
During such a ride, he was almost surely complaining about his equipment:
"to ride with ugly rack" --Sonnet 33
"thou hast worn out thy pump"--Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene 4
And the ride continued after dark:
"Lights, lights, lights!"--Hamlet, Act III, Scene 2
"Lights, more lights!"--Timon of Athens, Act I, Scene 2
Hey, he even rode in Critical Mass:
"For tis the sport to have the enginer hoist with his own petard."--Hamlet, Act III, Scene 4
One thing about Bill: He liked to kick back at the end of a ride:
"do you look for ale and cakes here, you rude rascals?"--Henry VII, Act V, Scene 4
Interestingly, this date--the 23rd of April--might also be his birth date. We do not know his birthday with any certainty; the first record that exists of him is his baptismal certificate, dated the 26th of April, 1564.
I am so thankful for Bill. After all, if he didn't exist, I'd have to torture my students in some other way. And, really, it's not as much fun to torment people with Tennyson or Chaucer. I couldn't really haunt my students with Milton, because I'd have to spend more time explaining Paradise Lost than I would for any of the Bard's plays. By the time I'm finished, most of my students would be too dazed to be terrified.
(That last statement is conjecture. Now I'll make a confession: I've never tried to teach Paradise Lost, or any other poem by John Milton. I'd bet a lot of English instructors today could say the same.)
Seriously, though...Where would we be without Shakespeare? He has given us so many of the figures of speech and common expressions we use every day. The only source of more of those pithy words and phrases is the Bible. And, even if that book is directly inspired by God, as many believe, I'm sure that it wasn't all written by the same person. Then again, every generation or so, someone makes the claim that not all of Shakespeare's works were written by the same person because, as one commentatior put it, "How could one person write all of that?"
Even if there was not one "Shakespeare"--or, as some have said, the name was an alias--I'd probably still believe that he (or she?) existed. S'il Dieu n'existait pas, il faudrait l'inventer: According to Voltaire, if God didn't exist, it would be necessary to invent him. I think of Shakespeare in the same way.
Now, even though I am a writer (yes, really!) and I teach English (would I lie?), you are probably wondering why I'm devoting a whole post in a bicycling blog to the Bard. Well, he was an avid cyclist. Oh, come on: You don't believe all of the official versions of history, do you? Especially the ones that say the bicycle wasn't invented until two centuries after Shakespeare died? Well, if you read almost any of his plays, you realize that time isn't linear--at least, not in his plays. (One notable exception is his last play, The Tempest.) He shifts action back and forth between places and times, three centuries before moving pictures--let alone split screens and other effects--were invented.
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| From Morna Murphy Martell |
So, it's not only likely he pedaled; it's certain. The clues are sprinkled throughout his works. To wit:
"...thou and I have thirty miles ere dinner time". Henry IV Part I, Act III, Scene 3.
I mean, if that isn't something somoene would say during an audax or brevet, I don't know what is.
During such a ride, he was almost surely complaining about his equipment:
"to ride with ugly rack" --Sonnet 33
"thou hast worn out thy pump"--Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene 4
And the ride continued after dark:
"Lights, lights, lights!"--Hamlet, Act III, Scene 2
"Lights, more lights!"--Timon of Athens, Act I, Scene 2
Hey, he even rode in Critical Mass:
"For tis the sport to have the enginer hoist with his own petard."--Hamlet, Act III, Scene 4
One thing about Bill: He liked to kick back at the end of a ride:
"do you look for ale and cakes here, you rude rascals?"--Henry VII, Act V, Scene 4
