Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion’s paws…

...and make the earth devour her own sweet brood; Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws, And burn the long-lived phoenix in her blood; Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleet'st, And do whate'er thou wilt, swift-footed Time, To the wide world and all her fading sweets; But I forbid thee one … Continue reading Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion’s paws…

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Why Shakespeare?

By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes. I went to Stratford-upon-Avon the other day, and I hated it. Words touristy and theme park come to mind. There was the Iago's Barbershop, of course, and the Bard's Barbers, as well as an Alice shop, a Peter Rabbit shop, a let's-see-how-Hogwardy-we-can-make-it-without-getting-sued shop, dozens … Continue reading Why Shakespeare?