"Shakespear, (whom you and ev'ry Play-house bill Style the divine, the matchless, what you will) For gain, not glory, wing'd his roving flight, Though he be bitten by bedbugs ev'ry night." —Alexander Pope (sort of) |
Shakespeare’s Birthplace(detail #2) Even the bard himself could not escape the fauna of his day: flies, bedbugs, and fleas. Hand-painted gouache on vintage Postcard Pack. One-of-a-kind. 10 1/2" x 22 1/2" framed. $300 |