He wanted his wife to sow spinach in his parsley bed at the proper season.
“...Sweet Jug, farewell, till All Hallow’s tide, and brook our long journey with patience.”
We brooked many a tedious journey with patience.
October 1, 1615
Gargoyles and ghosts: they are always a part of pain. Here is a prescription: pulverize a gargoyle in a deep mortar, shred one carefully, mix with ample wheat and milk, add salt, bake two hours, serve piping hot. Add surfeit of prunes, against the inevitable her.
Globe Theatre:
Elegant and seedy theatregoers.
Hand bills read Hamlet:
Actor Burbage mounts the stage