The TEMPEST is one of the most original and perfect of Shakespeare’s productions, and he has shewn in it all the variety of his powers. It is full of grace and grandeur. The human and imaginary characters, the dramatic and the grotesque, are blended together with the greatest art, and without any appearance of it. ~William Hazlitt
I finished Shakespeare’s The Tempest yesterday. Marvelous! Some random thoughts:
*At first I didn’t like Prospero at all, but by the end of the play he had grown on me.
*When Ferdinand says to Miranda, “But you, O you, so perfect and so peerless, are created of every creature’s best,” I thought yeah right. Mark it down, Ferdinand, Miss Perfect will have her PMS moments just like the rest of flawed womankind.
*Sabastian had some great lines. My favorite: “There’s meaning in thy snores.”
*I felt sorry for Caliban. Northrop Frye, in the intro to the version I read, said: “Nobody has a good word for Caliban: he is a born devil to Prospero, an abhorred slave to Miranda, and to others…he is a puppy-headed monster, a mooncalf, and a plain fish.”
*Phrases I didn’t know were in The Tempest: “with eyes wide open,” “where the devil,” “into thin air,” “in a pickle.”
*The play made me think about personal character verses social rank, natural man verses civilized man, forgiveness verses revenge.
*I thought the well-known, “We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep,” was at the very end of the play. It’s not.