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“THE BARD OF AVON” : WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

  • Introduction and birth
  • Shakespeare’s Lost years
  • Career and his works
  • Writing style
  • His famous quotes

“All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, and the one man in his time plays many parts.”

William Shakespeare was an English poet mystery, playwright and actor of the Renaissance era who is considered one of the greatest writers to ever use the English language. He was an important member of the King’s Men company of theatrical players from roughly 1594 onward. He is also the most famous playwright in the world, with his plays being translated in over 50 languages and performed across the globe for audiences of all ages known colloquially as“The Bard” or “The Bard of Avon,” Shakespeare was also an actor and the creator of the Globe Theatre, a historical theatre, and company that is visited by hundreds of thousands of tourists every year. Shakespeare’s writings capture the range of human emotion and conflict and have been celebrated for more than 400 years.

His birth records does not exist, but an old church record indicates that a William Shakespeare was baptized at Holy Trinity Church in Stratford-upon-Avon on April 26, 1564. Shakespeare was educated at the King’s New School, a free chartered grammar school that was located in Stratford. There he studied the basic Latin text and grammar, much of which was standardized across the country by Royal decree. He was also known to partake in the theatre while at the school . As a commoner, Shakespeare’s education was thought to finish at the grammar school level as there is no record of him attending university, which was a luxury reserved for upper-class families.

Shakespeare’s Lost years –
In 1582, an 18-year-old Shakespeare married Anne Hathaway. After the birth of his twins in 1585, Shakespeare disappeared from public record until 1592, when his works began appearing on the London stage. These seven years are known as “Shakespeare’s Lost Years,” and have been the source of various stories that remain unverified, including a salacious story involving Shakespeare escaping Stratford prosecution for deer poaching.

Career –
William Shakespeare first made his appearance on the London stage, where his plays would be written and performed, around 1592. He was, however, well known enough to be attacked by critics in newspapers, and thus was considered to be already an established playwright.

After the year 1594, Shakespeare’s plays were solely performed by a company owned by a group of actors known as the Lord Chamberlain’s Men, which became London’s leading company.
Between about 1590 and 1613, Shakespeare wrote at least 37 plays and collaborated on several more. His 17 comedies include The Merchant of Venice and Much Ado About Nothing. The most famous among his tragedies are Hamlet, Othello, King Lear and Macbeth. Shakespeare also wrote 4 poems, and a famous collection of Sonnets which was first published in 1609.

Early Works and after 1600: Histories and Comedies

  • Henry VI (Parts I, II and III), Richard II and Henry V – Shakespeare’s first plays were mostly histories.
  • Tragic love story Romeo and Juliet.
  • Julius Caesar portrays upheaval in Roman politics that may have resonated with viewers at a time when England’s aging monarch, Queen Elizabeth I, had no legitimate heir.
  • Comedies – the whimsical A Midsummer Night’s Dream, the romantic Merchant of Venice,the wit and wordplay of Much Ado About Nothing and the charming As You Like It and Twelfth Night.
  • Other plays before 1600 include Titus Andronicus, The Comedy of Errors, The Two Gentlemen of Verona, The Taming of the Shrew, Love’s Labour’s Lost, King John, The Merry Wives of Windsor and Henry V.
  • After 1600: Tragedies and Tragicomedies- Hamlet, Othello, King Lear and Macbeth. In these, Shakespeare’s characters present vivid impressions of human temperament that are timeless and universal.
  • In Shakespeare’s final period, he wrote several tragicomedies – Cymbeline, The Winter’s Tale and The Tempest.
  • Other plays written during this period include All’s Well That Ends Well, Measure for Measure, Timon of Athens, Coriolanus, Pericles and Henry VIII.

Writing Styles –
Shakespeare’s early plays were written in the conventional style of the day, with elaborate metaphors and rhetorical phrases that didn’t always align naturally with the story’s plot or characters.
However, Shakespeare was very innovative, adapting the traditional style to his own purposes and creating a free flow of words.
With only small degrees of variation, Shakespeare primarily used a metrical pattern consisting of lines of unrhymed or blank verse, to compose his plays. At the same time, there are passages in all the plays that deviate from this and use forms of poetry or simple prose.
While it’s difficult to determine the exact chronology of Shakespeare’s plays, over the course of two decades, from about 1590 to 1613, he wrote a total of 37 plays revolving around several main themes: histories, tragedies, comedies and tragicomedies.

Today, his plays are highly popular and constantly studied and reinterpreted in performances with diverse cultural and political contexts. The genius of Shakespeare’s characters and plots are that they present real human beings in a wide range of emotions and conflicts that transcend their origins in Elizabethan England.

Various famous quotes of william Shakespeare

“Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.”

“A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool”.

“The empty vessel makes the loudest sound”.

“We are time’s subjects, and time bids be gone”.

Box of rosEs

She is a box of roses

Wrapped in coffee stained newspapers

That you press under cups

Every time they sail with the wind

To hide the stories of abuse they print.

Every word your mouth exhales is capsuled in hate.

That fill her pockets so heavily

That she drowned into nothingness.

She looks at the stars and wishes them to consume her

She looks at her reflection and is surrounded by

Filters to filter out 

what they reject to call beauty.

Those crystals of herself, strained and censored

Dangle like yellow autumn leaves separating from a tree

That descend to the ground, 

dusted with self doubt. 

But when the night shines

and the piercing city lights are dim,

I will show you the brightness you carry within.

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Father— poetry

Father, the fire is now gone
and your dreams, now extinguished
crippled under the ire of fire.
let alone the home, there isn’t even the house.
the words, they refuse to come out of my  mouth.
Get up father, 
your lolled head is where all my dreams are kept.
Look father, I’ve been a good girl.
Everyone’s here to meet you,
all the preparations done only for you!
For you is the ceremony, 
for you is the new house a bustling, and the people, soon disappearing.
Look father, father, father!
The fire, it melted my shield, 
My father does not hear me.
Hos breath quintened forever ,
His body stilled like never.
The unsolicited questioning eyes surround me,
Like waves in a sea
But I, I trudge to the crematory
Yet another but intentional fire giving a final end to his story.

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Limericks

A young girl cherry

There was a young girl Cherry,
she wanted to dance and shake her belly;
she decided to slim herself down;
suddenly broke her crown,
Oh! that poor girl Cherry.

Slippy cat

There was a slippy cat named Silk,
she had her eyes on my milk;
I became quite wise,
why don’t you try some mice,
This is how she was bilked.

Foodie Rudy

There was a boy Rudy,
Who was a big foodie;
Even in his dreams,
He always used to think about the creams;
Suppose this was the only his duty.

Chocolate river

If there were a river of chocolate,
I put them in my bag when it coagulates;
I share them with my friends,
Till they end;
By this, we would never get isolated.

A young girl Rose

There was a young girl Rose,
Who used to have a big nose;
Every time she lied,
Her nose became thrice;
Oh! that poor girl Rose.

Mary a fairy

There was a girl Mary,
She wanted to fly like a fairy;
After trying so well,
She always used to fail;
Still, she was not ordinary.

Big Hat cat

There was a pussy Cat,
Who had a big hat;
carrying so many mice in it,
she was very happy and fit;
This is how she enjoys her meat.

Mothers Day poetry

I walked into my garden

The soil appeared to be scraps of papers sewn together disproportionately,

Rain came in like delayed parcels

I noticed the rose, dripping water off it’s petals

drop by drop and then it all— like your love

The sky descended down to me,

Solid as a glass, blue as a sea

I wiped off the clouds,

and looked at heaven,

And oh, it looked like you.

-ekanika shah

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A lonely world and other poems— book review

“A lonely world and other poems”, by Himanshu Goel is a perfect combination of inclusions and exclusions, of sadness mingling with hope, of a longing and rejection of home.

 It beautifully lays down the extraordinary situations in the life of every ordinary human. It swiftly blends the tales of being compelled into loneliness to wanting, yet rejecting to come out of it at the same time. 

I confess, it is one of the most relatable and captivating poetry compilations. The compilation is a lot of things—home, hope, severity and rivety. It lays naked the fact how the world is full of happy people with festered souls. You may go into a self-introspection mode by the end of this beauty. Ever wondered, how we let things happen, see distances increase and still lie back in the fear of being vulnerable?

It would open you to the strangeness of silently seeing yourself become someone you don’t want to and do nothing about it. It’s a realisation that the loneliness trapped inside of you is beautifully tragic. You will experience being a passionate person lost into a labyrinth that leads no where. The hard-hitting end is captivatingly painful. It’s the place where you’ll find imperfections being glorified better than beauty, society being questioned so blatantly and yet so poetically.


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TRANQUIL NIGHT DREAM

dreams.jpg
Night dream is just a virtual world,
Till it is boundless and not bold.
A good night dream, 
Resembles a fresh, white, well toned cream.
Sleeping in tranquil night,
Aiming to achieve the goal at any height.
To get real success in any field,
Even night dream works to provide us the courage to yield.
In the mind of a stakeholder,
Mostly the goal got the platform and support as a strengthened shoulder.
Just hardwork and luck can help us achieving aim,
Which is just a night dream which has now been achieved and not just fame.
-Sahaj Sabharwal
-Jammu city,
Jammu and Kashmir, India .

 

LARGE RESULTS IN A LITTLE

sucess
Large numbers of rain drops,
Results in a little water body .
Large quantities of water,
Results in a little pure water.
Large number of books,
Results in a little competitive knowledge. 
Large number of pages,
Results in a little  book.
Large number of mistakes,
Results in a little problem. 
Large number of problems,
Results in a little solution.
Large amount of cereals,
Results in a little grain.
Large number of trees,
Results in a little green area.
Large number of achievements, 
Results in a little praise.
Large amount of hardwork,
Results in a little success.
 

-Sahaj Sabharwal
-Jammu city,
Jammu and Kashmir,
 India .

INNER VOICE

Inner voice
Inner Voice is a voice 
Which expels when no choice.
 
Tolerance is silent inside noise
Which becomes dangerous crime’s base.
 
Including burning heart cries
Which ignites when blood dries.
 
Tension reaches greater heights 
Which internally firmly bites.
 
Rascal when kept inside cine
Which hurts the mind, nothing fine. 
 
Work done with high anger line 
Which destroys the surroundings,no mistake mine.
 
Feeling high tempered alone 
Which everyone notices but not shown.
 
No friend here,just God is one
Which spreads blessings just like sun.
                                       -Sahaj Sabharwal 
                                      -Pacca Danga, 
     -Jammu city ,Jammu and Kashmir, India. 
                                       – Dps,Jammu.

 

REVENGE TIME

revenge timeRevenge time has come near,
Now, it’s your turn to be in fear.
Chance will be allotted  to you to try any gear,
But no one can stop me to watch your face in tear.
Forgiving time is over,
Even it was my mistake to start my process slower.
Your mistakes have reached the brim of the tower,
It’s guranteed that you will blame yourself forever.
It’s my open threat,
That it will be difficult for you even to take last breath.
Sure that you always remain meathead,
Guranteed that you might be in hell even after death.
No one can dare to stop me doing such an end,
In which each part of its body will rend.
Even God will help me in form of temporary lend,
By not punishing me for such an offend.
Be prepared for your last day on earth,
Now remember those crimes you did from the beginning of your birth. 
You destroyed many people’s hearth, 
Even after that you were in heartless mirth.
Now see what is going to happen with you,
For you it will be something new.
All the problems will stick with you like glue,
Excitement is of watching your life’s end view.

-Sahaj Sabharwal
-Jammu city,
Jammu and Kashmir,
 India .