tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550941104058703420.post712813107988597195..comments2023-06-24T20:02:36.609+05:30Comments on ಮೋಟುಗೋಡೆಯಾಚೆ ಇಣುಕಿ...: ಇದು ಕುವೆಂಪು ಶೈಲಿ!Sandeepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01156968462151168925noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550941104058703420.post-6017583036474716062011-07-15T18:48:40.967+05:302011-07-15T18:48:40.967+05:30See Shakespear style bro,
Porter. Here's a kn...See Shakespear style bro,<br /><br />Porter. Here's a knocking, indeed! If a man<br />were porter of hell-gate he should have old<br />turning the key. [Knocking within.] Knock,<br />knock, knock! Who's there, i' the name of<br />Beelzebub? Here's a farmer that hanged him-<br />self on the expectation of plenty: come in time;<br />have napkins enough about you; here you'll<br />sweat for't. [Knocking within.] Knock, knock!<br />Who's there, i' the other devil's name! Faith,<br />here's an equivocator, that could swear in both<br />the scales against either scale; who committed<br />treason enough for God's sake, yet could not<br />equivocate to heaven: O! come in, equivocator.<br />[Knocking within.] Knock, knock, knock! Who's<br />there? Faith, here's an English tailor come<br />hither for stealing out of a French hose: come<br />in, tailor; here you may roast your goose.<br />[Knocking within.] Knock, knock; never at<br />quiet! What are you? But this place is too<br />cold for hell. I'll devil-porter it no further:<br />I had thought to have let In some of all pro-<br />fessions, that go the primrose way to the ever-<br />lasting bonfire. [Knocking within.] Anon, anon!<br />I pray you, remember the porter.<br />[Opens the gate.<br /><br />Enter MACDUFF and LENNOX.<br />Macd. Was it so late, friend, ere you went<br />to bed,<br />That you do lie so late?<br />Port. Faith, sir, we were carousing till the<br />second cock; and drink, sir, Is a great provoker<br />of three things.<br />Macd. What three things does drink espe-<br />cially provoke?<br />Port. Many, sir, nose-painting, sleep, and<br />urine. Lechery, sir, it provokes, and unpro-<br />vokes; It provokes the desire, but it takes away<br />the performance. Therefore much drink may<br />be said to be an equivocator with lechery; it<br />makes him, and it mare him; it sets him on, and<br />it takes him off; it persuades him, and dis-<br />heartens him, makes him stand to, and not<br />stand to; in conclusion, equivocates him In a<br />sleep, and, giving him the lie, leaves him.<br />Macd. I believe drink gave thee the lie last<br />night.<br />Port. That It did, sir, i' the very throat o' me:<br />but I requited him for his lie; and, I think, being<br />too strong for him, though he took up my legs<br />sometime, yet I made a shift to cast him.<br />Macd. Is thy master stirring?Once Again Thishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10474637396144597996noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550941104058703420.post-12997832286686820632008-01-24T23:42:00.000+05:302008-01-24T23:42:00.000+05:30adbhuta! nijavaagiyu odale beku pustakavannu!adbhuta! nijavaagiyu odale beku pustakavannu!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550941104058703420.post-78338438939736923932008-01-23T19:57:00.000+05:302008-01-23T19:57:00.000+05:30kanDita eegale konDu oduttene. ! kuvempu ishTondu ...kanDita eegale konDu oduttene. ! kuvempu ishTondu rasikaru eMdu tiLidiralilla.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com