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Sable and Silver As mentioned in the episode, there are heraldic connotations to sable as a colour. As well as being a rather luxurious and warm fur, to which Hamlet himself will make reference later in the play, there's a long tradition of sable being a colour used in heraldry. Shakespeare had already linked the two in his twelfth sonnet:.
When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard, Then of thy beauty do I question make, That thou among the wastes of time must go, Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake And die as fast as they see others grow; And nothing 'gainst Time's scythe can make defence Save breed, to brave him when he takes thee hence.
Sable shows up in several royal coats of arms throughout Europe, and is often matched with argent, or silver. Shakespeare's own coat of arms is described thus, in a draft from October The arms are blazoned. Santiago de Compostela Located in Galicia in northern Spain, Compostela has been a site of pilgrimage since at least the 9th century. The Camino, or Way of St. James, was a major pilgrimage in the Middle Ages. The shell of the scallop, or cockle, has long been the symbol of its pilgrims, thanks to various legends associated with the region and St.
Saxo Grammaticus lived c. The division of scenes is far more an editor's than a theatre maker's domain, since of course a production can choose to separate and subdivide the actions of a scene in performance. Here it is, in its entirety! All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages.
At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth.