This is a reblog from convergentjourney. The photographs are so enticing. I hope you enjoy it.
O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend
The brightest heaven of invention,
A kingdom for a stage, princes to act,
And monarchs to behold the swelling scene!
We went to see Henry V at the Globe Theatre last night, on a clear June evening. British summertime lasts forever, and the sun goes down around 9.30pm, so it was lovely to see the play staged in the dusky light.
And what a production to watch! The cast was pitch-perfect, and the Chorus member who narrates throughout was phenomenal, accomplishing exactly what Shakespeare tried to do with his words: transport your imagination up and away through the thatched roof and across the English Channel to the fields of France.
But pardon, gentles all,
The flat unraised spirits that hath dar’d
On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth
So great an object. Can this cockpit hold
The vasty fields of France?…
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