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Crabtownboy

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Happy birthday Shakespeare! Well, not really. He died on this date in 1616 ... 400 years ago and is still considered the greatest of writers.

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Rob_BW

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Happy birthday Shakespeare! Well, not really. He died on this date in 1616 ... 400 years ago and is still considered the greatest of writers.

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Ok, I'm drawing a blank on the hand holding the handkerchief. Hamlet, Julius Caesar, Romeo and Juliet, The Tempest, Macbeth, A Midsummer NIght's Dream (I played Francis Flute in 8th grade), and King Lear. But that last one just isn't ringing a bell.

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Crabtownboy

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Ok, I'm drawing a blank on the hand holding the handkerchief. Hamlet, Julius Caesar, Romeo and Juliet, The Tempest, Macbeth, A Midsummer NIght's Dream (I played Francis Flute in 8th grade), and King Lear. But that last one just isn't ringing a bell.

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I believe the only you ask about is Othello. Othello gave the handkerchief Desdemona. It was a token or symbol of his love.

From Act III Scene IV Othello says:

That is a fault.
That handkerchief
Did an Egyptian to my mother give;
She was a charmer, and could almost read
The thoughts of people: she told her, while
she kept it,
'Twould make her amiable and subdue my father
Entirely to her love, but if she lost it 60
Or made gift of it, my father's eye
Should hold her loathed and his spirits should hunt
After new fancies: she, dying, gave it me;
And bid me, when my fate would have me wive,
To give it her. I did so: and take heed on't;
Make it a darling like your precious eye;
To lose't or give't away were such perdition
As nothing else could match.


 
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