So did a guy in a dream that I had just before waking this morning. He said:
"The time is out of joint. O cursed spite.
"I have refused to stand against the night."
For the original, see Hamlet, Act 1, Scene 5, lines 210-211.
I would have forgotten this if I had not written it down so I might as well write it here.
Returning to Poul Anderson, I am amazed at how much is to be drawn out of his texts by rereading them carefully and by comparing, e.g., his A Midsummer Tempest with his Time Patrol series and with Neil Gaiman's The Sandman: Worlds' End, to cite just these two examples. I will finish rereading the Old Phoenix chapters of A Midsummer Tempest before either returning to The Broken Sword or moving on to something else.
1 comment:
Kaor, Paul!
One thing that struck me when I looked up that Shakespeare link was seeing "porpentine," an obsolete version of "porcupine."
Ad astra! Sean
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