First rehearsal

First rehearsal come and gone!  We have a wonderful group of people assembled and what a joy to hear the play read in their voices.  

It's a good cutting, I believe.  Tight, fast and furious and the rhythm's of Shakespeare's words providing for a wonderful ebb and flow of tension and pace.

There are so many lines in this play that stick with you.  So many that reverberate in our culture to this day.  Macbeth's riff on sleep, for one:

"The innocent sleep,
Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care,
The death of each day's life, sore labor's bath,
Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course,
Chief nourisher in life's feast."

As a major lover of sleep myself, I find these lines so eloquent, so telling, so true....ah, speaking of sleep, I must to bed, to bed, to bed... 

More rumination on great lines soon.