MDDM Ch. 7 Shakespearean echoes

[jbor]

on 13/10/01 2:32 AM, Jasper Fidget at fakename at tokyo.com wrote:

> And of course:
> 
> "That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
> When he himself might his Quietus make
> With a bare bodkin?"
> Hamlet 3:1

The bit with the dream-dagger reminded me of Macbeth 2:1:

"Is this a dagger which I see before me,
The handle toward my hand ... " etc

The last conversation in this chapter between D & M was when Stoppard's
_Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead_ first came to my mind:

  " [...] Yes, yes, upon the face of it, quite straightforward, isn't it?...
And yet, d'ye not feel sometimes that ev'rything since the fight at sea has
been,-- not a Dream, yet..."
  "Aye. As if we're Lodgers inside someone else's Fate, whilst belonging
quite someplace else...?"
  "Nothing's as immediate as it was.... We might have died then, after all,
and gone on as Ghosts. Haunting this place, waiting to materialize,-- [...]"

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