I doubt anyone remembers this, as it was in the middle of a massive posting spree & smack dab in the center of a humongous post.
But, on the off chance someone had insomnia & used my book review of The Complete Works of William Shakespeare as a sleep aid, I’m sharing this with you all anyway!
In my post, “BOOK REVIEW: The Complete Works of William Shakespeare – Comedies,” I mentioned that I’d written a written a prologue to a scene from A Midsummer Night’s Dream. I loved it because:
- I don’t think it sucked
- Extra lines for me!
- Reading off a piece of paper instead of memorizing
- Getting to show off writing “skills”
- Playing Puck, who may be my favorite of Shakespeare’s characters
- Setting up the scene for the audience so they knew where we were in the plot, since we were only doing the one scene from Act 2
I thought this speech was lost to the ages. Considering I wrote it in 2002, one of my years in high school (no, I’m not telling you which one; yes, I know I’m old), I wasn’t surprised it was – poof – gone.
I was surprised when I found it today. While moving “Shattering” from my computer to my external hard-drive, I found a treasure trove!
Now, I just have to go through it all. I’ll end up editing the heck outta it all too, I’m sure. Who knows – maybe it’ll inspire me? It seems I used to have a lot of inspiration.
Hopefully I can tap into it again.
But, enough babbling – here’s a monologue I attempted to write in iambic pentameter. I got the “pentameter” part; pretty sure I missed the “iambic.”
Originally written April 8, 2002 (Period 5 English Class)
Edited February 5, 2009
Introduction to Act 2 Scene 2 of Midsummer Night’s Dream (made to Audience by Puck)
Welcome mortals to this enchanted wood,
To hear a story of all well and good.
Today Duke Thesus takes himself sweet bride,
Before which, a man in him did confide
Of a wish to have his daughter be wed
To someone who could keep her clothed and fed.
But one of similar state and stature
Seeks to woo and ultimately have her.
To the latter she does profess her love
But her father has loudly cried, “Enough
Of your pleading, it is my choice to be.
As my daughter, you are my property.”
Into the forest these lovers have fled
So that dear Hermia may keep her head.
Nearby, my mistress Titania lies
With a love spell cast upon her sweet eyes.
For her lord, Oberon, did find envy
In her associations most friendly.
However these lovers are not alone
In the dark forest, so let it be known,
Another pair is found wandering here.
Helena, holding Demitrius dear,
But her feelings he does not now return
And wanders with the hope that he might earn
Hermia’s heart and hand as was promised,
By her father in a deal most honest.
Now all three pairs of lovers meet tonight,
Beneath the moon and stars’ rays ever bright.
So I have told all there is here to say,
Stay a short while and hear of it, I pray.