Shakespeare Sundays with Chop Bard

Ehren Ziegler: Actor, Artist, Shakespeare enthusiast
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Shakespeare Sundays with Chop Bard, is a practical, and enthusiastic exploration of William Shakespeare's work. Each episode will take on a single subject taken from his words, lines, poetry, themes, or resources, in order to better understand them, and find out what use can be made of them.

  1. Sonnets 154

    07/17/2022

    Sonnets 154

    The little Love-god, lying once asleep, Laid by his side his heart-inflaming brand, Whilst many nymphs that vow'd chaste life to keep Came tripping by, but in her maiden hand The fairest votary took up that fire, Which many legions of true hearts had warm'd, And so the general of hot desire Was sleeping by a virgin hand disarm'd. This brand she quenched in a cool well by, Which from Love's fire took heat perpetual, Growing a bath and healthful remedy For men diseas'd, but I, my mistress' thrall,     Came there for cure, and this by that I prove:     Love's fire heats water, water cools not love.

    17 min
  2. Sonnet 153

    07/10/2022

    Sonnet 153

    Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep; A maid of Dian's this advantage found, And his love-kindling fire did quickly steep In a cold valley-fountain of that ground; Which borrow'd from this holy fire of Love A dateless lively heat, still to endure, And grew a seething bath, which yet men prove Against strange maladies a sovereign cure. But at my mistress' eye Love's brand new fired, The boy for trial needs would touch my breast; I sick withal the help of bath desired, And thither hied, a sad distemper'd guest;     But found no cure: the bath for my help lies     Where Cupid got new fire—my mistress' eyes.

    15 min
  3. Sonnet 152

    07/03/2022

    Sonnet 152

    In loving thee thou know'st I am forsworn, But thou art twice forsworn, to me love swearing; In act thy bed-vow broke, and new faith torn In vowing new hate after new love bearing. But why of two oaths' breach do I accuse thee, When I break twenty? I am perjur'd most, For all my vows are oaths but to misuse thee, And all my honest faith in thee is lost; For I have sworn deep oaths of thy deep kindness, Oaths of thy love, thy truth, thy constancy, And to enlighten thee gave eyes to blindness, Or made them swear against the thing they see;     For I have sworn thee fair: more perjur'd eye,     To swear against the truth so foul a lie!

    13 min
  4. Sonnet 151

    06/26/2022

    Sonnet 151

    Love is too young to know what conscience is, Yet who knows not conscience is born of love? Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss, Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove: For thou betraying me, I do betray My nobler part to my gross body's treason; My soul doth tell my body that he may Triumph in love; flesh stays no farther reason, But rising at thy name doth point out thee As his triumphant prize. Proud of this pride, He is contented thy poor drudge to be, To stand in thy affairs, fall by thy side.     No want of conscience hold it that I call     Her "love" for whose dear love I rise and fall.

    15 min
  5. Sonnet 150

    06/19/2022

    Sonnet 150

    O, from what pow'r hast thou this pow'rful might With insufficiency my heart to sway, To make me give the lie to my true sight, And swear that brightness doth not grace the day? Whence hast thou this becoming of things ill, That in the very refuse of thy deeds There is such strength and warrantise of skill That in my mind thy worst all best exceeds? Who taught thee how to make me love thee more, The more I hear and see just cause of hate? O, though I love what others do abhor, With others thou shouldst not abhor my state.     If thy unworthiness rais'd love in me,     More worthy I to be belov'd of thee.

    11 min
  6. Sonnet 149

    06/12/2022

    Sonnet 149

    Canst thou, O cruel, say I love thee not, When I against myself with thee partake? Do I not think on thee when I forgot Am of myself, all tyrant for thy sake? Who hateth thee that I do call my friend? On whom frown'st thou that I do fawn upon? Nay, if thou low'r'st on me, do I not spend Revenge upon myself with present moan? What merit do I in myself respect, That is so proud thy service to despise, When all my best doth worship thy defect, Commanded by the motion of thine eyes?     But, love, hate on, for now I know thy mind:     Those that can see thou lov'st, and I am blind.

    12 min
  7. Sonnet 148

    06/05/2022

    Sonnet 148

    O me! What eyes hath Love put in my head, Which have no correspondence with true sight, Or if they have, where is my judgment fled, That censures falsely what they see aright? If that be fair whereon my false eyes dote, What means the world to say it is not so? If it be not, then love doth well denote Love's eye is not so true as all men's: no, How can it? O, how can Love's eye be true, That is so vex'd with watching and with tears? No marvel then though I mistake my view, The sun itself sees not till heaven clears.     O cunning Love, with tears thou keep'st me blind,     Lest eyes well seeing thy foul faults should find.

    12 min
  8. Sonnet 147

    05/22/2022

    Sonnet 147

    My love is as a fever, longing still For that which longer nurseth the disease, Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill, Th' uncertain sickly appetite to please. My reason, the physician to my love, Angry that his prescriptions are not kept, Hath left me, and I desperate now approve Desire is death, which physic did except. Past cure I am, now reason is past care, And frantic mad with evermore unrest; My thoughts and my discourse as madmen's are, At randon from the truth vainly express'd;     For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright,     Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.

    15 min
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Shakespeare Sundays with Chop Bard, is a practical, and enthusiastic exploration of William Shakespeare's work. Each episode will take on a single subject taken from his words, lines, poetry, themes, or resources, in order to better understand them, and find out what use can be made of them.

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  • Creator
    Ehren Ziegler: Actor, Artist, Shakespeare enthusiast
  • Years Active
    2017 - 2022
  • Episodes
    172
  • Rating
    Clean
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