Shakespeare Sunday | 051117

Reads "Better three hours too soon than a minute too late." from The Merry Wives of Windsor

“Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.” from the man himself.

The Merry Wives of Windsor is a sadly apt at the moment. It’s set around the respected Sir John Falstaff deciding to seduce two married women. What’s that you say? Sounds shockingly familiar? Thankfully the women, Mrs Page and Ford, in the play realise what is happening- and expose the fucker. Again, rather similar to what we’ve been seeing in the news lately. The sad true fact is that this play’s theme is not an uncommon one in Shakespeare. For example, I’ve spoken about similar things in Measure for Measure on the 270817. Men in power will always prey on women who should have been under their protection.

Anyway, this particular quote comes when Mr Ford realises Falstaff’s intentions. Along with some rather racists comments. Mr Ford, incorrectly, thinks that his wife is in on the plot, rather than the victim, and intends to catch them in the act. To be there early, even if it means waiting, as he’d rather not risk missing them.

I like to do a bit of research, to make sure that I’m not barking up the wrong tree. Although this one was more straightforward than others I still did my due diligence. One woman on Quora pointed out that “too late” is one of the saddest phrases in the English language. From the “too late” to order off the breakfast menu, to “too late” to save someone’s life. It really is strange how tragic, and on such a sliding scale, two words can be.

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