And Geraldine,
How about noble Hamlet trying to (sexually) assault his mother in her very
nuptial bed-room - sized by a totally perverted frenzy of oedipical
identification with his father who let himself go to a delusional acts of
coital rebuking of his mother's naughty incestuous sexual behavior) in front
of the poor flying-to-Heaven Polonio, in his pool of innocent blood ?
Erminia
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Subject: Re: Il Divino Marchese - Files
> >I'll finish with a quotation from someone whose sensibilities I'd trust
over
> >de Sade anyday -
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> >Lilies that fester smell
> >far worse than weeds -
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> The problem, Geraldine, being that to eschew Sade and what he challenges
> might end in the eschewal of Shakespeare, whose questions are just as
> difficult. This troubles me enormously.
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> He was also the man who invented Iago, and wrote the scene between
> Richard and Anne where he seduces her over the corpse of her own husband.
>
> Best
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> Alison
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