When They Appear

A mote it is to trouble the mind’s eye.
In the most high and palmy state of Rome, 
A little ere the mightiest Julius fell,
The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead
Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets;
As stars with trains of fire, and dews of blood,
Disasters in the sun; and the moist star 
Upon whose influence Neptune’s empire stands
Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse.
And even the like precurse of fierce events,
As harbingers preceding still the fates
And prologue to the omen coming on, 
Have heaven and earth together demonstrated
Unto our climature and countrymen.

-Horatio, commenting on the significance of
first seeing the Ghost of the King, Hamlet’s father
Act I, Scene I

About ktrammel

Author of Gathered Rain, which can be found on Amazon. Read more on my sites, Flowerwatch.net, or sophilos.net
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