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When the stage meets the page – past and present

In the preface to his tragedy Sémiramis (1749), Voltaire damningly characterized the typical eighteenth-century French theatre as ‘a tennis court with a tasteless set at one end, in which audience members are positioned contrary to all laws of order and reason, some standing on the stage itself with others standing in what is known as the parterre, where they are obscenely hemmed in and crushed, and sometimes surge forward over one another impetuously, as though caught up in a popular uprising’.[1] By contrast, the modern experience of theatre in London’s West End is one of slipping into expensive seats booked months in advance, flicking through a glossy programme, and sinking into reverential silence as the lights dim – always double checking that our mobile phones are switched off, lest we be the unfortunate soul to… 664 more words

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Like Half the Heaven of the Blest

How lovely is the sacred Memory
I’m grateful you returned to me
With skin from another life, the Muse revives
And we languish with new spark and Song Divine… 122 more words


One Glorious Good Impression

One Glorious Good Impression

Why is your voice like eternal musick speak!
A thousand beauties I spot in your
Triumphant air, that smiles would appear… 159 more words


Ravisht Girl

Whilst my muse in your shadows sought

The gift of the source of your nobler solitude!

Let me not retreat from your happy cleavage

Of youth and soul and merryment… 109 more words


Aphra Behn & The Feminist Oroonoko

Embedding a Prezi into WordPress has changed a bit, so use this link if the box doesn’t show for you: Aphra Behn & The Feminist Oroonoko. 110 more words

Inside My Narrative

where there is no Novelty

“They are extreme modest and bashful, very shy, and nice of being touch’d. And tho’ they are all thus naked, if one lives for ever among ’em, there is not to be seen an indecent Action, or Glance: and being continually us’d to see one another so unadorn’d, so like our first Parents before the Fall, it seems as if they had no Wishes, there being nothing to heighten Curiosity: but all you can see, you see at once, and every Moment see; and where there is no Novelty, there can be no Curiosity.”

— Aphra Behn, Oroonoku


Money Speaks Sense in a Language all Nations understand, ’tis Beauty, Wit, Courage, Honor and undisputable Reason…

Aphra Behn, The Rover, 1677, Ln 169