Well worth the seeing.
It was well worth seeing.
Third Gentleman · Act 4, Scene 1
The Third Gentleman is responding to a question about whether the coronation ceremony was worth witnessing, and his simple affirmation launches him into a long, rapturous description. The line lands because it is the prelude to one of the play's few moments of pure joy, where beauty and grace are not the instruments of someone's downfall but simply themselves. It is the moment before the audience learns what they already know.
As well as I am able. The rich stream Of lords and ladies, having brought the queen To a prepared place in the choir, fell off A distance from her; while her grace sat down To rest awhile, some half an hour or so, In a rich chair of state, opposing freely The beauty of her person to the people. Believe me, sir, she is the goodliest woman That ever lay by man: which when the people Had the full view of, such a noise arose As the shrouds make at sea in a stiff tempest, As loud, and to as many tunes: hats, cloaks-- Doublets, I think,--flew up; and had their faces Been loose, this day they had been lost. Such joy I never saw before. Great-bellied women, That had not half a week to go, like rams In the old time of war, would shake the press, And make ’em reel before ’em. No man living Could say ’This is my wife’ there; all were woven So strangely in one piece.
As best as I can. The grand procession Of lords and ladies, having escorted the queen To a prepared spot in the choir, then moved Away from her; while she sat down To rest for a little while, maybe half an hour, In a magnificent chair of state, proudly Displaying her beauty to the people. Believe me, sir, she is the finest woman Who has ever been with a man: when the people Got a good look at her, such a roar arose As loud as the waves in a fierce storm at sea, With all kinds of sounds: hats, cloaks— Doublets, I think—flew into the air; and if their faces Had been loose, they would have been lost today. Such joy I’ve never seen before. Heavily pregnant women, With barely a week to go, like rams In the old days of war, would shake the crowd, And make them stumble before them. No man alive Could say ‘This is my wife’ there; everyone was so Completely caught up together in the moment.
Third Gentleman · Act 4, Scene 1
The Third Gentleman is describing Anne's appearance and the crowd's reaction to her coronation, with a specificity and tenderness unusual in the play. The passage matters because it is the only sustained moment in which Anne is presented as a human being rather than a chess piece: she is beautiful, graceful, and genuinely beloved by the people who see her. It is the play's gentle irony that we see her most fully at the moment before her tragic future begins.