I read four Shakespeare dramas while in England and Ireland this past month. I got to see Macbeth (I’m not superstitious: I feel perfectly fine typing and even saying the name) from the yard in the Globe Theatre. The thrill I experienced made up for the disturbing fact that I couldn’t follow as much of the dialogue as I usually can. My problem may have had something to do with my standing behind a dismembered mannequin that hid a speaker blaring wind sounds and other spooky noises, as well as two incidents of other standing patrons fainting within ten feet of my position. But I read the play the next day just to reassure myself.
I also read Timon of Athens, finishing my project of reading all Will’s plays for at least a second time. This tedious tale of a self-made misanthrope joins some other creations of the Bard that I don’t care to read a third time. In devising my third ten-year reading plan, I discovered that Shakespeare’s works for the stage don’t just arrange themselves on a scale for me: they neatly divide themselves into plays I like reading and ones I do not. So I’ll skip the latter list and enjoy each of these at least twice over the next ten years:
- Richard II
- 1 Henry IV
- 2 Henry IV
- Henry V
- 2 Henry VI
- Richard III
- Julius Caesar
- Macbeth
- Hamlet
- King Lear
- Othello
- Romeo and Juliet
- All's Well that Ends Well
- Twelfth Night
- Comedy of Errors
- Much Ado About Nothing
- The Merchant of Venice
- As You Like It
- Measure for Measure
- A Midsummer Night's Dream
- Cymbeline
- The Tempest
- Pericles
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