Shakespeare Symbolism Connect Four

Remember the game Connect Four? Work with a partner, decide who is going to be the Hearts (Love) or Circles (Moon).  The object of the game is to get four of your checkers either vertically, horizontally, or diagonally. The first player places one of their checkers into one of the bottom slots in the board. Then, players alternate turns dropping checkers into the board, either trying to build up their strategy to win, or block an opponent. In order to win, you must identify the symbol in the quote and describe how it helps to convey meaning in the text.

Now, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hour/

Draws on apace; four happy days bring in/ Another moon; but, O, methinks how slow/ This old moon wanes! She lingers my desires (I.1.1-4)

Swift as a shadow, short as any dream,

Brief as the lightning in the collied night,

That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,

And ere a man hath power to say "Behold!"  (1.1.143-151)

“O weary night, O long and tedious night,/ Abate thy hours, shine comforts from the east” (Act III, Scene 2, 431-432).

Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell.

It fell upon a little western flower,

Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound,

And maidens call it "love-in-idleness." (II.i.168-170)

I do wander everywhere/

Swifter than the moon’s sphere;


Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;/And therefore is wing’d Cupid painted blind.


“To live a barren sister all your life/Chanting faint hymns to the cold fruitless moon. (I.i.72-23)

Ay me! for aught that I could ever read,

Could ever hear by tale or history,

The course of true love never did run smooth. (1.1.134-136)

Tomorrow night, when Phoebe doth behold/Her silver visage in the watery glass


Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;/And therefore is wing’d Cupid painted blind.


The lovers plan to execute their plan and meet at “deep midnight” (Act I, Scene 1, 223)

“Your eyes are lode-stars” (I.i.88)

Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung/With feigning voice, verses of feigning love (I.1.31-32)

By the simplicity of Venus’ dove, By that which knittish souls and prospers loves,


To live a barren sister all your life,/Chanting faint hymns to the cold fruitless moon.


Flying between the cold moon and the earth/Cupid all arm'd; a certain aim he took/At a fair vestal throned by the west/And loosed his love-shaft smartly from his bow,/As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts;


During the rehearsals for Pyramus and Thisbe, Peter Quince worries about whether or not the moon will shine during the night of the performance

(Act III)

I swear to thee, by Cupid’s strongest bow,/By his best arrow, with the golden head,


Four days will quickly steep themselves in night;/Four night will quickly dream away the time;/And then the moon, like a silver bow/New-bent in heaven, shall behold the night (I.1.7-10)

“No night is now with hymn or carol blest: / Therefore the moon, the governess of floods / Pale in her anger, washes all the air.”

(II.i.103- 105)