Who
never laboured in my mind before
Could
empty every colour of nature
Onstage,
then install political mirrors.
I
could enact what’s hid behind the door.
I
could skite with ribaldry, overreach,
Shorten
or lengthen, more some or less some,
Out-illusion
their illusions in a lesson.
I
could part night from day in stand-up speech.
I
could be all desire, or its opposite,
Start
on odd bod shapes to end with a heart;
Live
out changes as ass, lion, or fairy,
Leave
them breathless when I take the ferry.
“I
could play Ercles rarely, or a part
To
tear a cat in, to make all split.”
A corner of Bridie's work
table during production. This sonnet opens with Philostrate's bemusing
answer to Theseus about the worker-actors in the play: "Hard-handed men
that work in Athens here, Which never labour'd in their minds till
now..." (Act V) The sonnet comes out of Bottom's fantasies about being
an actor in Act I. Bottom playing Hercules - the mind boggles! And what
does Shakespeare mean by 'rarely'? That he will play it not often (thank
heavens!) or like no other ( you can say that again)? Any
interpretation is comic, because he himself labours with his own
illusions.
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