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Everyday Shakespeare

by warren king |

Language is a wonderful thing. We often choose our words carefully, depending on the occasion. But most of the time we are in informal situations, with our friends, classmates, colleagues and so on and then we go onto auto-pilot and our language just flows. Have you thought about the impossibility of speaking English without using metaphors? It’s impossible. Even just saying ‘I’m freezing’, or ‘I died laughing’, or ‘I see what you’re getting at’ – the list can go on forever – we are using the richness of poetic English in everything we say. But even more, we can’t get through a day without quoting Shakespeare. And we’re not even thinking about it.

There is a poster used in almost every English classroom in England that shows a bit of that. It was devised by a famous English journalist, Bernard Levin, published in The Times newspaper some years ago, and this is it:
If you cannot understand my argument and declare it’s Greek to me, you are quoting Shakespeare. If you claim to be more sinned against than sinning, you are quoting Shakespeare. If you act more in sorrow than in anger, if your wish is father to the thought, if your lost property has vanished into thin air, you are quoting Shakespeare. If you have ever refused to budge an inch or suffered from green-eyed jealousy, if you have played fast and loose, if you have been tongue-tieda tower of strengthhoodwinked or been in a pickle, if you have knitted your browsmade a virtue of necessity, insisted on fair play – slept not one wink – stood on ceremony – danced attendance on your lord and master – laughed yourself into stitches, had short shrift – cold comfort, or too much of a good thing, if you have seen better days, or lived in a fool’s paradise, why, be that as it may, the more fool you, for it is a foregone conclusion that you are as good luck would have it, quoting Shakespeare. If you think it is high time, and that that is the long and the short of it, if you believe that the game is up, and that the truth will out, even if involves your own flesh and blood, if you lie low  – till the crack of doom because you suspect foul play, if you have your teeth set on edge at one fell swoopwithout rhyme or reason, then to give the devil his due if the truth were known for surely you have a tongue in your head, you are quoting Shakespeare. Even if you bid me good riddance and send me packing, if you wish I was dead as a doornail, if you think I am an eyesore – a laughing stock – the devil incarnate – a stony-hearted villain – bloody-minded, or a blinking idiot, then by jove – o lord- tut, tut!For goodness sake – what the dickens!but me no butsit is all one to me, for you are quoting Shakespeare.

How’s that?

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