Date: Mon, 26 Apr 1999 17:29:38 -0500 (EST)
From: danceswithcarp <dcombs-AT-bloomington.in.us>
Subject: Re: questions & Shakespeare's birthday





> > > Andy wrote:
> > > > Cry fowl for your teacher's mark scheme, Harry,
> > > > England and St.George. Or whatever.

And goat responded:

> > >       y be into greyhound racing, andy?

And Andy volleied:

> > You've got me on this one. Hare-brained? Run something round a track?
> > Going to the dogs? Dogs of war? Sorry...bit dim  today, spent all
> > weekend gardening and my entire body is in spasm.
> 
> 	"I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
> 	Straining upon the start.  The game's afoot:
> 	Follow your spirit; and, upon this charge
> 	Cry 'God for Harry! England and St. George!'"
> 			Willie the Shake 'Henry V'

And then The Great Carpspeare sallied forth with:

Julius Caesar
Act 3, Scene 1
ANTONY	O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth,
	That I am meek and gentle with these butchers!
	Thou art the ruins of the noblest man
	That ever lived in the tide of times.
	Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood!
	Over thy wounds now do I prophesy,--
	Which, like dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips,
	To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue--
	A curse shall light upon the limbs of men;
	Domestic fury and fierce civil strife
	Shall cumber all the parts of Italy;
	Blood and destruction shall be so in use
	And dreadful objects so familiar
	That mothers shall but smile when they behold
	Their infants quarter'd with the hands of war;
	All pity choked with custom of fell deeds:
	And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge,
	With Ate by his side come hot from hell,
	Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice
	Cry  'Havoc,' and let slip the dogs of war;       <---------
	That this foul deed shall smell above the earth
	With carrion men, groaning for burial.



Which for some reason has in the late 20th century been corrupted to the
common usage that Andy seems to be referring to of "Cry foul, and set
loose the dogs of war,"   

Something in me says this misquote arises from "The Dogs Of War" or "The
Day Of The Jackal;" both was writ by the same guy.

Neh, tu, goatster?  



carpspeare