'The raging rocks
And shivering shocks
Shall break the locks
Of prison gates;
And Phibbus' car
Shall shine from far,
And make and mar
The foolish Fates.'
This is what I love about choosing to read the Shakespeare play listed for each term. Slowly, in my own time, I discover what has been on my shelf for decades, just there, funny bits, shocking bits, single words used with meanings I had forgotten about. Even the print is frail, some of the letters must have been a tiny bit worn when they were type set, so they have not picked up the ink evenly.
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