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Story Time
In *Hamlet’s* Denmark, the prince often wrestled with thoughts some called **blasphemous**, questioning heaven, fate, and the meaning of death. His soliloquies carried no **brevity**; they unfolded with depth, yet always pierced the heart. The court itself was riddled with every political **bug** imaginable—plots, whispers, and betrayals. Hamlet urged Horatio to let **bygones** rest, but he himself could not. “**Carpe Diem**,” Horatio might have said, but Hamlet chose hesitation over action.
Meanwhile, in *Julius Caesar*, the senators gathered in secret **caucus**, planning their strike. Brutus, more **cerebral** than his peers, feared Caesar’s ambition but despised **chicanery**. Still, the city soon found itself **churning** with rumor and unrest, the people’s **clamour** echoing across Rome. The conspirators failed to take full **cognisance** of how the masses would mourn Caesar rather than praise them.
In *King Lear*, the tragedy of division unfolded. The old king sought a **coherent** declaration of love, but his daughters twisted words into traps. They spoke in flattery, not truth, epitomizing false **collectivism**: unity on the surface, greed underneath. Their pledges were nothing more than royal **con jobs**, and Lear, blind to deceit, paid dearly for believing them.
From castle to senate, from heath to battlefield, Shakespeare reminds us that ambition, deceit, and folly thrive when men ignore wisdom and cling to power. Whether through clamorous mobs or churning politics, his plays reveal that truth is fragile, and that even kings must learn humility before it is too late.
Meanwhile, in *Julius Caesar*, the senators gathered in secret **caucus**, planning their strike. Brutus, more **cerebral** than his peers, feared Caesar’s ambition but despised **chicanery**. Still, the city soon found itself **churning** with rumor and unrest, the people’s **clamour** echoing across Rome. The conspirators failed to take full **cognisance** of how the masses would mourn Caesar rather than praise them.
In *King Lear*, the tragedy of division unfolded. The old king sought a **coherent** declaration of love, but his daughters twisted words into traps. They spoke in flattery, not truth, epitomizing false **collectivism**: unity on the surface, greed underneath. Their pledges were nothing more than royal **con jobs**, and Lear, blind to deceit, paid dearly for believing them.
From castle to senate, from heath to battlefield, Shakespeare reminds us that ambition, deceit, and folly thrive when men ignore wisdom and cling to power. Whether through clamorous mobs or churning politics, his plays reveal that truth is fragile, and that even kings must learn humility before it is too late.