William Shakespeare's Star Wars Trilogy: The Royal Imperial Boxed Set: Includes Verily, A New Hope; The Empire Striketh Back; The Jedi Doth Return; and an 8-by-34-inch full-color poster
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May the verse be with you! Return once more to a galaxy far, far away with this retelling of George Lucas’s Star Wars® Trilogy in the style of the immortal William Shakespeare. This Royal Imperial Boxed Set includes all three volumes in the original trilogy: Verily, A New Hope; The Empire Striketh Back; and The Jedi Doth Return. Also included is an 8-by-34-inch full-color poster illustrating the complete cast and company of this glorious production.
fiend most ardently, Belike he shall lead me unto my mates. [Exeunt Luke and R2-D2. Enter CHEWBACCA, PRINCESS LEIA, and LANDO, with GUARDS and BOBA FETT. LANDO These blasts and great commotion indicate Skywalker’s recent advent unto Bespin. This great upheaval his arrival makes Doth grant me the diversion that I seek To call upon my man-at-arms for help. [Lando presses buttons on his wrist communicator. Enter LUKE SKYWALKER and R2-D2. Boba Fett shoots again. LEIA O Luke, pray
tragic hero. He is like the Greek tragic hero Oedipus, who learns only too late that his mother is his wife and tears out his eyes after she hangs herself. Luke discovers that Darth Vader is his father just after losing a hand—close enough, right? Luke also demonstrates some serious hubris, just like Oedipus: he faces Darth Vader before being truly ready, despite the objections of the two remaining Jedi in the entire galaxy. And he pays the tragic price for it. Along the way, Han Solo is put on
Hutt shall hear Your pleas. HAN —Nay, 3PO! Say thou to that Vast slimy piece of filth bestrewn with worms He shall have no such pleasure out of us! Now that I am no more a markèd man, I shall most fully proffer my belief That Jabba is a horrid murderer Far worse than any I have ever known. Who here shall prove me wrong or argue, eh? ’Tis right, good Chewie, I speak true? CHEWBAC. —Egh, auugh! LUKE Pray, Jabba, hear: I shall not ask again— Thou mayst free us, or be destroy’d
hope, thine too. And now farewell, for I must take my leave. [Exit Luke Skywalker. LEIA O, what a noble mind is here reveal’d: My brother young, yet speaking like a man Imbu’d with ev’ry honorable trait. To take upon himself the role of nurse To heal our wayward, troubl’d father. Ah! And I, of ladies most profoundly bless’d, To have a brother such as this good Luke— His swift return unto our loyal band I shall with pride await. O joy is mine, T’have seen what I have seen, see what
Vader:] I know, my father. VADER —Ah, Thou hast accepted what is true. LUKE —I have Accepted thou wert once call’d Anakin Skywalker, and as such, my father wert, And art, and whate’er come to pass, shall be. VADER That “Anakin” is meaningless to me. The name hath neither relevance nor worth. My life is chang’d, and I with it, fore’er. LUKE ’Tis but the name of thy true self, which thou Hast but forgotten. Furthermore, I know That there is good within thee yet, for thy