#ShakespeareSunday – Power and Leadership

University is giving me little time to finish that Wuthering Heights review, as well as the following post (which it’s already in the making), so… while I work on that, here you have a small contribution like the one posted last week. This time, also inspired by events transpired in Twitter.

At some point, the account @HollowCrownFans (created in honour to the magnificent BBC adaptation of Shakespeare’s Henriad) inaugurated a lovely tradition dubbed ‘Shakespeare Sunday’. It consists on people from all over the world sharing quotes on Shakespearean plays and poems each Sunday through their Twitter profiles. As of late, these special Sundays also come with a concrete theme. I have been participating for a couple of months now, sharing my favourite quotes in that regard and learning some new ones. I hope they don’t mind me writing about it here.

So… today is Sunday – Shakespeare Sunday! – and the theme proposed was “power and leadership”. This immediately brought to mind Henry IV (Part 1 and 2) and Henry V, the two (or three) works of the Henriad I have recently read for my classes; and, coincidentally, what I planned to write about after Wuthering Heights. Some of my selected quotes had already been used (oh, Saint Crispin’s Day speech), so I chose the scene in which Prince Hal and the rebel Harry Percy ‘Hotspur’ confront one another in the battlefield. It’s one of more intense moments in this first part of Henry IV, also gorgeously depicted in The Hollow Crown series. I must say, Prince Hal – Harry, future Henry V – has already become one of my favourite Shakespearean characters.

Until we talk about it more thoroughly, here you have the quote. This is a longer version than the one I used in Twitter, for obvious reasons – the fateful encounter between Prince Hal and the leader of the rebellion. Continue reading


Heathcliff: Love, Hate and Revenge (an essay on Wuthering Heights)

How to inaugurate the blog? I wondered. One of the circumstances that pushed me to create it was my enthusiasm towards literature. Books were always a passion of mine but, for some reason, after finishing high school I did not read as much as I used to before. However, these last two years of studying British works properly have awakened that fire again (thank you, Shakespeare). I had serious doubts regarding whether my knowledge and my writing skills would be sufficient for the task, but this morning I received the grade for an essay about Wuthering Heights and, well, let’s say that an A+ encourages anyone. Although I did want to share it from the very beginning (since my Twitter timeline has been hearing about the goddamn essay nonstop for weeks), it makes me feel somewhat self-conscious. This is the first and only essay I have ever written. I seriously doubt it is good enough as to receive such a high grade, but I poured a lot of effort into it (and re-wrote it at least fifteen times), so I would like to thing it is rather decent.

Before you continue reading, it would be wise for me explain that this story touched me in a very personal (even incomprehensible) way, as you will be able to read in a review about the book in another post. The original premise for the essay was to somehow condemn Heathcliff’s blind vengeance but, as I reached the end of the book and started writing the first draft for the assignment, my animosity turned into downright empathy and the theme of the essay turned into a deep exploration of the protagonist’s emotions and intentions – and of his love for Catherine. The full explanation behind my personal view will be found in the future review, anyway.

I would like to remind the readers that you can’t in any way plagiarise my work. If that happens, I will find out and the consequences won’t be pretty. (Read that with Liam Neeson’s voice.)

Without further ado, here you go:
(Beware sensitive people: tons of feelings and spoilers.)

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