Pigeons flew around to roost as
darkness fell, and the setting sun bathed the quad in golden light.
And oh, the poetry! Though I have
last studied that play in 1986, I was surprised at how much I remembered, at
how gorgeous the language was, and at how many phrases have entered the English
language.
If I had not formally studied the
play, I would not have enjoyed it as much.
Formal study, or self-study, adds
so much depth to our appreciation of the arts, whether painting, architecture,
poetry or film.
I was grateful to God for a
magical evening.
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