“Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.” So saith the Bard, Shakespeare.
Forgive me, Shakespeare Fans. My Shakespeare classes are long gone so I can do what I want to with my memories of his writings. However, as Shakespeare said above, trust a few, I’m not one of them! I can’t resist a little fun at the Bard’s expense.
In A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Romeo carried Juliet off to his little Hamlet near the Merchant’s Home of Venice. He was warned by the Merry Wives of Windsor that much is required for the Taming of the Shrew. “Much Ado about Nothing,” he cried, “The Tempest will be calmed by the Twelfth Night.” He realized Love’s Labour Lost could result in a Comedy of Errors, but Measure for Measure, he believed love could be As You Like It. How nice to be the sire to two little ones, Troilus and Cressida, Cressida could have her pick of Cymbeline and Pericles, The Prince of Tyre or Orthello. He would tell them Winter Tales of Kings Henry, John, and Richard. “Oh, how delightful we are, Romeo and Juliet!” he mused as he set off to find his lovely Juliet.