Saturday, October 20, 2012

Shakespeare's daily life

I thought ye moderns mighst longe to see some of the items your Will doth see or use in Londontown.  Though London be faire at times, the smells doth overwhelme those with gentle natures, so that some gentiles doth carry the pomander with its fragrante bouquet of herbes and flowers. This pomander thus does battle with the smells of the dung, the butchers' offal, the dirt and sweat that do linger in our streets.

No comments:

Post a Comment