Hamlet: ..." .. a dawn of a multiplicity of woe fragments is raining like the fire of autumn leaves upon Elsinore.. and each autumn leaf on fire falling with gentle, lethal grace upon Elsinore is a political player in the Kingdom wrought by good King Claudius.... For he is a King on the Chessboard of Elsinore and I am merely a pawn... merely a pawn.. merely a pawn.. a black pawn I daresay.. a black pawn.. and Ophelia is a White Queen on the Chessboard.. and will gentle grace nympth Ophelia prove to be my mighty opposite, my true nemesis, on this horrible death scream of Hell's maw breathing contagion on to the world a clawing Hell opening intself upon the world of great polical grand-masters and grand-mistresses of the political Renaissance Stage.. for we are preparing for an English Renaissance in Elsinore.. and I would like things to remain rather.. dareisay.. medieval.. rather in the vegetation souls breeding like locusts and honey in a land of milk and money heh... Elsinore... Elsinore.. Elsinore.. a po valley Elsinore.. like a key to a labyrinth of the most introspective of mysteries of women.. for Elsinore is a woman, a woman of mystery, the most inward, introspective, darkest woman of mystery is Elsinore.. yes.. my players shall be welcome here.. for Elsinore is none other than the Dark Lady of the Sonnets..."...
monologue for Prince Hamlet written by Geoff Johns for Ridley Scott's, "William Shakespeare's Hamlet"...
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