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Morning Open Thread: 'I knew him tyrannous' - Will Shakespeare on TYRANNY - Part Two

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April Musing, the Third: This is the third week of my annual musings on Shakespeare. It continues my mission from last week: to show that the 400-year-old words of William Shakespeare are very relevant to the 21st Century.


NOTE: I marked the portions of the speeches which are in bold, to emphasize the points being made.

For those of you who are asking THE question about Pericles, Prince of Tyre: Is it Shakespeare?

It wasn’t in the First Folio, which must give us pause. BUT – some lines sing, seemingly in Shakespeare’s key.

The balance of current scholarly thinking is that roughly half of the play’s lines were probably penned by William Shakespeare. So I’ve opted to use a couple of brief quotes from the play that suit our theme well. I have to say, overall the play lacks Shakespeare’s deftness and subtlety, and the plot is a real clunker.


I knew him tyrannous, and tyrants' fears
Decrease not, but grow faster than the years.

Tis time to fear when tyrants seem to kiss.

Pericles, Act I, scene ii


We left off with Julius Caesar last week. Next up in the probable order of performance is As You Like It, and Duke Frederick certainly qualifies as a tyrant. He has usurped power and banished his brother, the rightful Duke.

LEBEAU

But I can tell you that of late this duke

Hath ta'en displeasure 'gainst his gentle niece,

Grounded upon no other argument

But that the people praise her for her virtues

And pity her for her good father's sake;

And, on my life, his malice 'gainst the lady

Will suddenly break forth.

Now, as Lebeau predicted, Frederick banishes his niece Rosalind:

DUKE FREDERICK

Mistress, dispatch you with your safest haste,
And get you from our court.
- -

ROSALIND

Me, uncle?
- -

DUKE FREDERICK

You, cousin.
Within these ten days if that thou be’est found
So near our public court as twenty miles,

Thou diest for it.
- -

ROSALIND

I do beseech your Grace,
Let me the knowledge of my fault bear with me.
If with myself I hold intelligence
Or have acquaintance with mine own desires,
If that I do not dream or be not frantic—
As I do trust I am not—then, dear uncle,
Never so much as in a thought unborn
Did I offend your Highness.
- -

DUKE FREDERICK

Thus do all traitors.
If their purgation did consist in words,
They are as innocent as grace itself.
Let it suffice thee that I trust thee not.
- -

ROSALIND

Yet your mistrust cannot make me a traitor.
Tell me whereon the likelihood depends.
- -

DUKE FREDERICK

Thou art thy father’s daughter. There’s enough.

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Left: Orlando, Celia and Rosalind, by Gertrude Demain Hammond

Right: Rosalind, by Robert Walker Macbeth


But unlike real-life tyrants, at the end of this comedy, Frederick, searching the Forest of Arden for his exiled brother so he can kill him, is suddenly converted by a hermit, and gives up his power to retire from the world. An unlikely scenario, but the whole play is already so full of unlikely things, like palm trees, a lion and even a Greek god pulling a deus ex machina to straighten out the tangled plot, allowing Rosalind to shed her boyish garb, and reveal her secret to Orlando, just in time for the wedding.


With music, in German:


In Hamlet, the new King has killed his brother to gain the crown, then married his sister-in-law to cement his power, although he seems to be at least in lust with Gertrude. Nobody’s saying anything about it except Hamlet, who is really upset that his father is dead, and his mother has remarried so quickly. Then his friends tell him his father’s ghost is walking up on the battlements, so he goes to see for himself, and his father’s ghost says Claudius murdered him: 

KING HAMLET’S GHOST

If thou didst ever thy dear father love

Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder…

The serpent that did sting thy father's life

Now wears his crown…

Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast,

With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts,—

O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power

So to seduce!--won to his shameful lust

The will of my most seeming-virtuous queen…

- -

— Hamlet, Act I, scene v

Hamlet fears that his mind may be betraying him, and does a lot of hand-wringing about seeking revenge by killing his uncle — or not.  He wants proof of his uncle’s treachery before making a move. He decides to use the traveling players who just arrived at Elsinore:

HAMLET

...The play’s the thing

Wherein I’ll catch the conscience of the king.

- -

Hamlet, Act 2, scene ii

He re-writes part of their play, The Murder of Gonzago, to make the details fit with how the Ghost told him he was murdered, but Hamlet is still tormented by doubt. He considers suicide, in one of the most famous speeches in the English language:

HAMLET

To be, or not to be — that is the question:

Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer

The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune

Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,

And by opposing end them. To die — to sleep —

No more; and by a sleep to say we end

The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks

That flesh is heir to. 'Tis a consummation

Devoutly to be wish'd. To die — to sleep.

To sleep — perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub!

For in that sleep of death what dreams may come

When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,

Must give us pause. There's the respect

That makes calamity of so long life.

For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,

Th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,

The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay,

The insolence of office, and the spurns

That patient merit of th' unworthy takes,

When he himself might his quietus make

With a bare bodkin? Who would these fardels bear,

To grunt and sweat under a weary life,

But that the dread of something after death —

The undiscover'd country, from whose bourn

No traveller returns — puzzles the will,

And makes us rather bear those ills we have

Than fly to others that we know not of?

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,

And thus the native hue of resolution

Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,

And enterprises of great pith and moment

With this regard their currents turn awry

And lose the name of action.— Soft you now!

The fair Ophelia! — Nymph, in thy orisons

Be all my sins rememb'red.

- -

Hamlet, Act 3, scene i

Shakespeare’s description of why it takes so much time for thoughtful people to act is very relevant to our present-day troubles.

The revised version of Gonzago succeeds in completely unnerving the King. Claudius’ next move is to enlist Rosenkrantz and Guildenstern to help him do away with Hamlet, covering the first assassination with another murder. 

Hamlet overhears his uncle admit his sins in prayer. But what Claudius is really wrestling with is how to be forgiven, but without giving up any of the benefits of his crimes:



Shakespeare shows us that even when the tyrant has some bit of conscience, it is overridden by his unwillingness to give up power, and he will try to whine his way out of responsibility for his acts, compounding his crimes to save himself from their ever-deepening consequences. 

When the plot fails that Claudius contrived to have Hamlet killed safely away from the Danish court so his own part will not be suspected, he works on the crazed grief of Laertes, whose father died when Hamlet, thinking Claudius is the eavesdropper hiding behind a curtain, stabs him. Now Ophelia, his sister, has been driven mad by the loss of Hamlet’s love and the murder of their father. Claudius points Laertes at Hamlet, suggesting a duel, where Laertes can use his superior swordsmanship to engineer an “accident.” When Gertrude arrives with the news that Ophelia has drowned herself, Laertes feels he has lost everything.

The last scene is a bloodbath. Laertes cuts Hamlet with his poisoned blade; the Queen drinks the poisoned cup that Claudius planned for Hamlet to drink, to be sure of his death, she dies; Hamlet uses Laertes’ own sword to cut him; Laertes tells Hamlet what’s happening and dies; Hamlet turns the poisoned blade on Claudius, then makes Claudius drink the last of his own poison, and he dies. Only Hamlet’s friend Horatio is left standing, ready to follow him into death, but Hamlet asks him to live so he can tell the story. Hamlet’s dying words, before a final cry of pain are “The rest is silence,” but that isn’t quite the end of the play. Fortinbras conveniently arrives, and stakes his claim to the empty throne. Life goes on.


If you’ve never seen the Canadian TV mini-series Slings and Arrows, about the life and times of a Shakespeare festival — highLY recommendED!


I’ll skip over Twelfth Night and Troilus and Cressida, so we now arrive at Measure for Measure, a problematic, uneven play, classified as a comedy only because of its contrived happy ending, but full of wonderful speeches about tyranny. The setting is nominally Vienna. Vincentio, the Duke of Vienna, announces his plans to leave the city, entrusting the government to his two deputies, the old Lord Escalus and the young ambitious Angelo, who sees the city as riddled with vice, and is itching to crack down on all the transgressors, however large or small their crimes.

Claudio has been courting the girl he wants to marry, but negotiations have stalled over the dowry, and the impatient young man has dallied with his girlfriend, and now she’s pregnant. On the law books, this is a crime punishable by death, but it hasn’t been enforced for some time, and Claudio is horrified when Angelo condemns him to death, the sentence to be carried out in only three days. 

Claudio’s sister, Isabella, a rigidly upright young woman planning on becoming a nun, sees everything as black or white, and believes her brother has committed a grave sin, even though most of the other citizens consider a pre-contract for marriage just as binding as marriage. But she loves her brother dearly, in spite of his free and easy ways, and reluctantly agrees to plead with Angelo for his life.


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Isabella from Measure for Measure - drawing and Lily Brayton 1907 (right)


Angelo is equally rigid, and has been for a longer time than Isabella, so he ignores the advice of his fellow deputy, and continues to give out maximum sentences, determined to sweep Vienna clean of all vice.

Isabella arrives, escorted by Claudio’s friend Lucio, and is admitted to see Angelo,
but is so uncomfortable that her arguments are failing — 

ISABELLA

There is a vice that most I do abhor,

And most desire should meet the blow of justice;

For which I would not plead, but that I must . . .

. . .

— Measure for Measure, Act II, scene ii

Angelo tells her it is too late, Claudio is already condemned. (Lucio reproaches her: “You are too cold.”)  

ISABELLA 

Too late? why, no; I, that do speak a word.

May call it back again, Well, believe this,

king's crown, nor the deputed sword,

The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe,

Become them with one half so good a grace

As mercy does.

If he had been as you and you as he,

You would have slipt like him; but he, like you,

Would not have been so stern.

. . .

Measure for Measure, Act II, scene ii


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Sarah Siddons as Isabella, and painting by Francis William Topham


As she gets caught up in her argument, she becomes much more passionate:  

ISABELLA

Could great men thunder

As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet,

For every pelting, petty officer

Would use his heaven for thunder;

Nothing but thunder! Merciful Heaven,

Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt

Split’st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak

Than the soft myrtle: but man, proud man,

Drest in a little brief authority,

Most ignorant of what he's most assured,

His glassy essence, like an angry ape,

Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven

As make the angels weep; who, with our spleens,

Would all themselves laugh mortal.

Because authority,though it err like others,

Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself,

That skins the vice o' the top. Go to your bosom;

Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know

That’s like my brother's fault: if it confess

A natural guiltiness such as is his,

Let it not sound a thought upon your tongue

Against my brother's life.

. . .

Measure for Measure, Act II, scene ii

Angelo remains adamant. She begs him to show some pity, but he replies

ANGELO

 I show it most of all when I show justice;

For then I pity those I do not know,

Which a dismiss'd offence would after gall;

And do him right that, answering one foul wrong,

Lives not to act another. Be satisfied;

Your brother dies to-morrow; be content.

. . .

Measure for Measure, Act II, scene ii

Isabella is not content with this at all. 

ISABELLA

O, it is excellent

To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous

To use it like a giant.

. . .

Measure for Measure, Act II, scene ii

Abruptly, Angelo wavers.

ANGELO

I will bethink me: come again tomorrow.

. . .

Measure for Measure, Act II, scene ii

Isabella says she will bribe him — he is shocked, but she explains:

ISABELLA 

Not with fond shekels of the tested gold,

Or stones whose rates are either rich or poor

As fancy values them; but with true prayers

That shall be up at heaven and enter there

Ere sun-rise, prayers from preserved souls,

From fasting maids whose minds are dedicate

To nothing temporal.

. . .

Measure for Measure, Act II, scene ii


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ISABELLA — card by uncredited artist


After Isabella leaves, Angelo reveals that he has fallen for her, but this isn’t love at first sight. He lusts for her, so aflame he’s willing to blackmail her into his bed in exchange for releasing her brother, a far worse crime than going to bed with a willing fiancée. He even tries to blame his lust on her, but then admits to himself that she wasn’t trying to tempt him. But he reveals his contempt for all women — they are only chaste or whores, as men would make them. His “love” is as false as his shattered morality.

ANGELO

From thee, even from thy virtue!

What’s this, what's this? Is this her fault or mine?

The tempter or the tempted, who sins most?

Ha!

Not she: nor doth she tempt: but it is I

That, lying by the violet in the sun,

Do as the carrion does, not as the flower,

Corrupt with virtuous  season. Can it be

That modesty may more betray our sense

Than woman's lightness? Having waste ground enough,

Shall we desire to raze the sanctuary

And pitch our evils there? O, fie, fie, fie!

And What dost thou, or what art thou, Angelo?

Dost thou desire her foully for those things

That make her good? O, let her brother live!

Thieves for their robbery have authority

When judges steal themselves. What, do I love her,

That I desire to hear her speak again,

And feast upon her eyes? What is't I dream on?

O cunning enemy, that, to catch a saint,

With saints dost bait thy hook! Most dangerous

Is that temptation that doth goad us on

To sin in loving virtue: never could the strumpet,

With all her double vigour, art and nature,

Once stir my temper; but this virtuous maid

Subdues me quite. Even till now,

When men were fond, I smiled and wonder'd how.

. . .

Measure for Measure, Act II, scene ii


Which one will bend? Will Claudio live? Does Shakespeare have a wild card up his sleeve?

Well, tune in next Monday, April 24, for the third and final part of Morning Open Thread: 'I knew him tyrannous' - Will Shakespeare on TYRANNY



Today is White House Lawn Easter Egg Rolling Day, a 139-year tradition — rumor has it that Occupant and his minions are ill-prepared, and Melania and the Easter Bunny have been AWOL during planning

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