Monday, December 15, 2014

A Bit of Shakespeare - and a classic firearm

Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility:

But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger;

Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage;
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;

Let pry through the portage of the head
Like the brass cannon;
let the brow o'erwhelm it
As fearfully as doth a galled rock

-William Shakespeare - King Henry V


  1. Sorry but I like reading your words better than the words Shakespere puts together.

  2. Colt 1860 Army. A symphony in steel and smoke.

    I'm the custodian of my Great(x) Grand Uncle's Colt 1849 Pocket Pistol. He carried it throughout the Civil War, possibly as an officer in the Union Navy. It's not mine - it's the Clan's heirloom; and the next custodian has already been chosen.

    I wish I could post its picture. Like your Colt Army, it silently speaks volumes about strength, courage and sacrifice - an honorable legacy.

  3. Your blog is one of my first visits of the day i revisit 2 or 3 times a day or more and im with old okie on this one i have read about 3 or 4 of Shakespere's works but i read every thing you write and tell friends to read your blog even if its the only one they ever read,i tell friends who have labs to read The Book of Barkley as is the best reads i have read in years, personaly your use of the English Language is outstanding i have lost some of my favorite blogs over the last 5 or 6 yrs and have not replaced them your writings and observations on you Dad make him someone i would love to know,you like me are addopted you have the advantage on me there i only found out that i was addopted shortly after my 60 Birthday i had been lied to all my life so as you can imagine it came as a bit of a shock to me.Please dont stop. AJD

  4. Henry V is my favorite Shakespere play, I even went to see the movie at the theater back in the early 90s. The original band of brothers.


  5. Macbeth:
    To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
    Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
    To the last syllable of recorded time;
    And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
    The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
    Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
    That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
    And then is heard no more. It is a tale
    Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
    Signifying nothing.
    Macbeth Act 5, scene 5, 19–28

    This has long been a favorite Shakespeare quote of mine.

  6. I like your word craft but appreciate the way others put their thoughts to paper also. Say, is that a Walker Colt? How did you come by that? Do tell!


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