There is a special place in the innermost circle of hell reserved for high school English teachers who should have taught gym. Their crime against humanity is making Shakespeare radioactive to legions of impressionable pubescents such as myself. Thanks to them, I didn’t go near the guy for years and years to come.

This is what I missed out on:

“This brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire …”

Willie, my man, I’m sorry it’s been so long.

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