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Hearts of all Sizes©

By Felina Silver

Copyright© 1998, 2015

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A heart comes in many sizes

But the shapes are all the same

The question often asked however is

Why does it seem as though hearts are missing from others?

It’s been said before that without a heart there is no soul

Without a soul there is no being

Without a being there is no family

Don’t under estimate the value of a heart it means more than we credit it for

Without a heart we’d find more homeless

No one to care for those left to parents and families gone

No one to build our homes

Preserve the land we live in

Hearts control more of the world than anyone gives them credit for

Be kind-hearted


Taken from the Complete Works of William Shakespeare

Macbeth

ACT III, SCENE IV. The same. Hall in the palace.

LADY MACBETH
My royal lord,
You do not give the cheer: the feast is sold
That is not often vouch’d, while ’tis a-making,
‘Tis given with welcome: to feed were best at home;
From thence the sauce to meat is ceremony;
Meeting were bare without it.

MACBETH
Sweet remembrancer!
Now, good digestion wait on appetite,
And health on both!

LENNOX
May’t please your highness sit.

The GHOST OF BANQUO enters, and sits in MACBETH’s place

MACBETH
Here had we now our country’s honour roof’d,
Were the graced person of our Banquo present;
Who may I rather challenge for unkindness
Than pity for mischance!

ROSS
His absence, sir,
Lays blame upon his promise. Please’t your highness
To grace us with your royal company.

MACBETH
The table’s full.

LENNOX
Here is a place reserved, sir.

MACBETH
Where?

LENNOX
Here, my good lord. What is’t that moves your highness?

MACBETH
Which of you have done this?

Lords
What, my good lord?

MACBETH
Thou canst not say I did it: never shake
Thy gory locks at me.

ROSS
Gentlemen, rise: his highness is not well.

LADY MACBETH
Sit, worthy friends: my lord is often thus,
And hath been from his youth: pray you, keep seat;
The fit is momentary; upon a thought
He will again be well: if much you note him,
You shall offend him and extend his passion:
Feed, and regard him not. Are you a man?

MACBETH
Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that
Which might appal the devil.

LADY MACBETH
O proper stuff!
This is the very painting of your fear:
This is the air-drawn dagger which, you said,
Led you to Duncan. O, these flaws and starts,
Impostors to true fear, would well become
A woman’s story at a winter’s fire,
Authorized by her grandam. Shame itself!
Why do you make such faces? When all’s done,
You look but on a stool.

MACBETH
Prithee, see there! behold! look! lo!
how say you?
Why, what care I? If thou canst nod, speak too.
If charnel-houses and our graves must send
Those that we bury back, our monuments
Shall be the maws of kites.

GHOST OF BANQUO vanishes

LADY MACBETH
What, quite unmann’d in folly?

MACBETH
If I stand here, I saw him.

LADY MACBETH
Fie, for shame!

MACBETH
Blood hath been shed ere now, i’ the olden time,
Ere human statute purged the gentle weal;
Ay, and since too, murders have been perform’d
Too terrible for the ear: the times have been,
That, when the brains were out, the man would die,
And there an end; but now they rise again,
With twenty mortal murders on their crowns,
And push us from our stools: this is more strange
Than such a murder is.

LADY MACBETH
My worthy lord,
Your noble friends do lack you.

MACBETH
I do forget.
Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends,
I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing
To those that know me. Come, love and health to all;
Then I’ll sit down. Give me some wine; fill full.
I drink to the general joy o’ the whole table,
And to our dear friend Banquo, whom we miss;
Would he were here! to all, and him, we thirst,
And all to all.

Lords
Our duties, and the pledge.

Re-enter GHOST OF BANQUO

MACBETH
Avaunt! and quit my sight! let the earth hide thee!
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold;
Thou hast no speculation in those eyes
Which thou dost glare with!

LADY MACBETH
Think of this, good peers,
But as a thing of custom: ’tis no other;
Only it spoils the pleasure of the time.

MACBETH
What man dare, I dare:
Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear,
The arm’d rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger;
Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves
Shall never tremble: or be alive again,
And dare me to the desert with thy sword;
If trembling I inhabit then, protest me
The baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow!
Unreal mockery, hence!

GHOST OF BANQUO vanishes

Why, so: being gone,
I am a man again. Pray you, sit still.

LADY MACBETH
You have displaced the mirth, broke the good meeting,
With most admired disorder.

MACBETH
Can such things be,
And overcome us like a summer’s cloud,
Without our special wonder? You make me strange
Even to the disposition that I owe,
When now I think you can behold such sights,
And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks,
When mine is blanched with fear.

ROSS
What sights, my lord?

LADY MACBETH
I pray you, speak not; he grows worse and worse;
Question enrages him. At once, good night:
Stand not upon the order of your going,
But go at once.

LENNOX
Good night; and better health
Attend his majesty!

LADY MACBETH
A kind good night to all!

Exeunt all but MACBETH and LADY MACBETH

On 9/03/15 – Join me for more fun with Shakespeare’s MacBeth


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Today©

By Felina Silver Robinson

Copyright© 1998, 2015

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Today is the day I change my life

 and see what there is to see

No more waiting

No more pondering

No more putting off

No more sorrow

Today is the day to start a new

To go after those things I cherish

To reach all the goals I set

To take the time I’ve talked about

To put my past behind me and

Let go of my regrets

Today is the day I’ve been waiting for

The day all my dreams begin to come true


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Rank©

By Felina Silver Robinson

Copyright© 1998

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 Rank

What is Rank?

The order in which we deal

The order in which we report

How we cope

Where we go

Who we are

Rank

Meaningless levels of authority

Meaningless levels of learning

How we teach our children

How we become who and what we are

Rank

It’s class, description, whether meaningful or meaningless

Rank

Is a call to tell how we feel

What we do, who we are, and who we want to be

What is your rank?

What does it mean to you?

I rank not, as you’re all the same to me.


Taken from the Complete Works of William Shakespeare

Macbeth

ACT III, SCENE III. A park near the palace.

Enter three Murderers

First Murderer
But who did bid thee join with us?

Third Murderer
Macbeth.

Second Murderer
He needs not our mistrust, since he delivers
Our offices and what we have to do
To the direction just.

First Murderer
Then stand with us.
The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day:
Now spurs the lated traveller apace
To gain the timely inn; and near approaches
The subject of our watch.

Third Murderer
Hark! I hear horses.

BANQUO
[Within] Give us a light there, ho!

Second Murderer
Then ’tis he: the rest
That are within the note of expectation
Already are i’ the court.

First Murderer
His horses go about.

Third Murderer
Almost a mile: but he does usually,
So all men do, from hence to the palace gate
Make it their walk.

Second Murderer
A light, a light!

Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE with a torch

Third Murderer
‘Tis he.

First Murderer
Stand to’t.

BANQUO
It will be rain to-night.

First Murderer
Let it come down.

They set upon BANQUO

BANQUO
O, treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly!
Thou mayst revenge. O slave!

Dies. FLEANCE escapes

Third Murderer
Who did strike out the light?

First Murderer
Wast not the way?

Third Murderer
There’s but one down; the son is fled.

Second Murderer
We have lost
Best half of our affair.

First Murderer
Well, let’s away, and say how much is done.

Exeunt

SCENE IV. The same. Hall in the palace.

A banquet prepared. Enter MACBETH, LADY MACBETH, ROSS, LENNOX, Lords, and Attendants

MACBETH
You know your own degrees; sit down: at first
And last the hearty welcome.

Lords
Thanks to your majesty.

MACBETH
Ourself will mingle with society,
And play the humble host.
Our hostess keeps her state, but in best time
We will require her welcome.

LADY MACBETH
Pronounce it for me, sir, to all our friends;
For my heart speaks they are welcome.

First Murderer appears at the door

MACBETH
See, they encounter thee with their hearts’ thanks.
Both sides are even: here I’ll sit i’ the midst:
Be large in mirth; anon we’ll drink a measure
The table round.

Approaching the door

There’s blood on thy face.

First Murderer
‘Tis Banquo’s then.

MACBETH
‘Tis better thee without than he within.
Is he dispatch’d?

First Murderer
My lord, his throat is cut; that I did for him.

MACBETH
Thou art the best o’ the cut-throats: yet he’s good
That did the like for Fleance: if thou didst it,
Thou art the nonpareil.

First Murderer
Most royal sir,
Fleance is ‘scaped.

MACBETH
Then comes my fit again: I had else been perfect,
Whole as the marble, founded as the rock,
As broad and general as the casing air:
But now I am cabin’d, cribb’d, confined, bound in
To saucy doubts and fears. But Banquo’s safe?

First Murderer
Ay, my good lord: safe in a ditch he bides,
With twenty trenched gashes on his head;
The least a death to nature.

MACBETH
Thanks for that:
There the grown serpent lies; the worm that’s fled
Hath nature that in time will venom breed,
No teeth for the present. Get thee gone: to-morrow
We’ll hear, ourselves, again.

Exit Murderer

 

On 9/02/15 – Join me for more fun with Shakespeare’s MacBeth


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Spirits©

By Felina Silver Robinson

Copyright© 2014

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Spirits come

Spirits go

on the loose and in the know

They know they scare you

So they put on a show

Some get restless with nowhere to go

They can’t leave you for they don’t know how

You see their glow but it’s not because they’re happy

They’re just here to let you know, that they won’t let you go

They hang on tight to what little they have

They don’t mean to hurt you, there just isn’t any other way

So learn to live with it or be on your way,

Because the spirits are here to stay

That just wouldn’t have it any other way

Spirits here at the beginning and ending of each and every day

Spirits just seem to get in my way

So I have them blessed hoping to send them packing far away

Now may I rest for the rest of the day

Now that the spirits are on their way?


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Stars in Your Eyes©

By Felina Silver Robinson

Copyright© 2014

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It’s hard to see you now

Because there are stars in my eyes

The stars come from the feeling I get

When our eyes lock

When your soft lips touch mine

The feeling that I get when you hold me tightly in your arms

And you run your gentle fingers up and down my spine

The smile upon your face reaches stretches from cheek to cheek

I’m happy that I’m the reason for your smile

My toes are numbing and my muscles fall limp

Just at the thought of your very kiss

I look to the clouds

For whatever reason they appear as hearts

Everything’s coming up rose for you and me

Is this what I’m always going to get when

I look into your eyes with the stars each night?