Indeed distract. Her mood will needs be pitied." (4.5.2). But I mean I was only persistent because I really needed to talk to her, it was important. However, I honestly think he is being a little too harsh... Not to be rude or anything... It's not like he wrote about me or anything, oh wait, he did! If you're going to write about someone, maybe interview them, just a thought. If he would have just asked me, he would understand why I am so distraught. "Thou wretched, rash, intruding fool, farewell. / I took thee for thy better. Take thy fortune. / Thou find’st to be too busy is some danger." (3.4.32-34). I am very upset, my father was killed in cold blood! It didn't really help that I had no one left :/ You know cause my brother was in Paris, Hamlet went crazy for some reason and was in England, and my father was killed.
I didn't know what else to do when my father died unexpectedly. Which by the way he did not bring this upon him Peter, "The fact of the case seems to be that Polonius is only too willing to sacrifice morals to political expediency and it is his spying, sneaking, and eavesdropping that finally brings about his own death." (Seng, 221). He was doing what the king told him to do. So if anyone is to blame for my fathers death *well it would be Hamlet cause you know he stabbed him* but King Claudius told him to see what was wrong with Hamlet in the first place. Since he died so suddenly, without warning... and by my lover, I just didn't know how to express myself, so I expressed how I felt in song. Through the madness of my ballads, it gave me some clarity. "He is dead and gone, lady, / He is dead and gone. / At his head is a patch of green grass, / And at his feet there is a tomb stone." (4.5.25). That was my only way I could say that my father was dead without completely losing it. It wasn't absolute babble, it was all of my feelings into one little ballad.
And another thing... Though my father and brother weren't supportive of my love, "For Hamlet and the trifling of his favor, / Hold it a fashion and a toy in blood, / A violet in the youth of primy nature, / Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting, / The perfume and suppliance of a minute. / No more." (1.3.5-10). That didn't bother me as much because the queen was, "I hoped thou shouldst have been my Hamlet’s wife." (5.1.220). She thought that we could be together, so no I did not see it, "She must have known as well as either of them that Lord Hamlet was a prince out of her stars," (Seng, 218).
Okay yeah, you sort of get it Mr. Seng, but don't just assume things that aren't your life. Cause you know the old saying about ASSuming things right? So, next time put yourself in my shoes! Jeez, I'm just a teenage girl, we have problems!
Ophelia or by Peter Seng The Deranged Ophelia Xp *what a jerk*
Ophelia,
ReplyDeleteI completely agree with you on the fact that this Peter Seng guy didn’t feel the need to let people know that he was writing about you. I mean really. You just goes around writing about people without ever stopping to see if he got the facts straight! He was right in saying that your current behavior was caused in part because of Polonius and that he ultimately died because of his “spying, sneaking, and eavesdropping,” (Seng 221). While it causes my great pain to see you in this state I’m glad that you’re able to sort out your feelings and remember your father by saying things like, “He is dead and gone lady, he is dead and gone. At his head is a patch of green grass and at his feet there is a tomb stone.” (4.5.34-37).
Gertrude
I, for once, agree that the Peter Seng guy was a little harsh. Yes, I agree that sometimes you can be a little crazy, but not deranged. You have been through a lot and I will back you up on this one. At one point you said, “I was the more deceived.” (3.1.120). You poor thing, felt as if you were being deceived or misled and I feel sorry for you. You have been through a lot and it was not fair at all for Seng to say, “The last the audience has seen of Ophelia before she enters deranged, singing and playing on a lute…” (Seng 218). You were not deranged; just misled, somewhat crazy, and a little weird, but not deranged at all!
ReplyDeleteOphelia,
ReplyDeleteI completely see where you are coming from. I mean for heaven’s sake, we are simply teenage girls looking for the right path in life and being torn between so many different ideas and people and situations that it doesn’t even seem healthy anymore to breathe! My father telling me on one end “Do not believe his vows” (1.3.136) and Hamlet on the other giving me “many tenders of his affection” (1.3.107-108). Seng is a man of one side, one facet, and one big bias! He has blamed our so called insanity on Hamlet and how he is the such changed man! But what about us. We have gone through a lot, been through different relationships, can’t we be responsible for our own actions? Or are we subject to my father’s words “You do not understand yourself so clearly” (1.3.105). Although I do not agree with you on the Queen’s perspective and demeanor taking root in our body—I believe that it was the people close to us, Laertes our brother and My Lord, Polonious, who after terrorizing our mind left us helpless and lonely on the barren bloody castle floor. Am I not right?
Love,
Yourself from another Dimension.
Ophelia,
ReplyDeleteI do agree with you that he should have talked with you before writing his criticism about you. I mean that is not cool you are already depressed because your father was killed."He is dead and gone;" (4.5.30.) If that was how you were feeling before this guy critcised you I can't imagine how you feel now.
I do disagree on how you think that King Claudius is to blame for your father's death. "How now, a rat? Dead for a ducat, dead!" (3.4.23-24) See? Hamlet is the one to blame, not Claudius.
-Gertrude