The Merchant of Venice, 1596:
How all the other passions fleet to air,
As doubtful thoughts, and rash-embraced despair,
And shuddering fear, and green-eyed jealousy! O love,
Be moderate; allay thy ecstasy,
In measure rein thy joy; scant this excess.
I feel too much thy blessing: make it less,
For fear I surfeit.
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;
It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock
The meat it feeds on; that cuckold lives in bliss
Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger;
But, O, what damned minutes tells he o’er
Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves!
dievca is tired and jealous. Jealousy is not as glamorous as Shakespeare’s writing~
The guilt arrives as she feels she has no right to be jealous.
Wait! It’s not jealousy…it’s envy. Green with envy~
dievca should be happy about other people’s good fortune, right?
The people around her travel to Miami, Maine, Cape Cod, California, Copenhagen, Belize, Argentina, Philadelphia, Switzerland, Vietnam, Montreal, Colorado, Scotland, Iceland, Cuba for pleasure trips…
dievca’s last three trips were for family and taking care of their needs or working 13 hour days for two weeks. The next trip will be back to her Parents, again. It’s not relaxing. And dievca gets this: “It’s so much easier when you are around, when are you coming back?” or “I’m only going to be around so long.” or “Can you eBay the two exercise machines for me? I know that X,Y,Z is nowhere near NY, but you eBay and I don’t” — how should dievca feel?
Note: dievca tries to make sure she does something she likes during those trips, plus she tries to remember that the trips are for people she loves….but a weekend getaway, a college football game, a stop at the beach purely for herself wouldn’t go amiss.
dievca just cannot bring herself to do it…and that is her fault.
Just let her whinge, ok? The clothes coming up are worth it.
Remember those people who were traveling for fun? dievca gets a bit resentful when those same people come home and complain about how they are behind on work or their bodies aren’t working well because they missed yoga…really, dievca’s heart is bleeding for you – having five days off was tough.
They could have brought her a bottle of wine or a little gift, right?
she (dievca) is a shitty person, huh?
she is really tired and cranky…
Look how sexy the pin-up is in green –
If dievca can’t travel, maybe a little green Retail Therapy would help easy her jealousy~
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st;
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Shakespeare gardens, created out of reverence for the bard, can be found throughout many locations in both the US and Britain. Of these gardens, one of the most famous is that found in Central Park, where it is located on the West Side of the park and 79th street.
What had formerly been known as the Garden of the Heart was, in 1916, renamed the Shakespeare Garden to mark the 300th anniversary of William Shakespeare’s death. Following in the tradition of already established Shakespeare Gardens, the Garden was filled with the beautiful plants and flowers mentioned in the works of the playwright, as well as those featured in his own private garden in Stratford-upon-Avon.
The Garden covers four acres of plants that change according to season. Included among these are plants such as rosemary and pansies, alluded to by Ophelia in Hamlet, thistle, mentioned in the play Much Ado About Nothing, and even a white mulberry tree that is said to have grown from a graft of a tree planted by Shakespeare himself in 1602. To aid you in your quest to identify the various species of plant life located within the space, bronze plaques with corresponding quotations from Shakespeare’s plays have been placed sporadically along the path.
Photos from around the web, dievca would like the chance to take her own.