King Henry IV, Part 1 by William Shakespeare
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Still one of my most favorite histories, or at least part one of perhaps three. ;)
Our favorite wastrel, Prince Henry, Hal to his friends, a drunkard, a thief, the bosom buddy of dear fat old Falstaff, hides his bright sun behind vile clouds so as to shine all the brighter when his day finally arrives.
In here, of course, we establish the lout with a sharp mind and careful cunning, dissembling for all to see but careful of the long game. When his his father sore needs his son's aid, Hal comes to the rescue, throwing off all such base clouds, or as little as need be, to ensure both his father and the close court of his worthiness, and he does so with flying colors, killing the most worthy night in England, the poor Percy of the Hot Blood, and so restoring both his honor and his valor in both word and deed.
This, of course, is just the prelude. The foreshadowing. The stage upon such things as the Ides of March are set.
Ever since I first read this, I've always called such low tides in men "The Hal Effect".
"Let no one expect shit of thee, and when the time draws neigh, toot your horn and shock the living hell out of them."
Seriously, Shakespeare? Who knew that when Will Shook his Spear, he'd ever have so much to say? ;)
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