There is a willow grows aslant a brook,
That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream;
Therewith fantastic garlands did she make
Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples
That liberal shepherds give a grosser name,
But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them:
There, on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds
Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke;
When down her weedy trophies and herself
Fell in the weeping brook.
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The latest theory that I read is that Shakespeare might have been a woman. (Or at least one of the people writing the plays, may have been a woman, Eric.)
I laughed at first, but they actually have some pretty credible evidence, including the fact that her long-term lover funded the theater where Shakespeare's plays were performed and the fact that she (or someone) hid her name in several key places throughout the plays where the words "Willow" appear.
Personally, I prefer to believe in the dream of the bard. The world seems less beautiful without him in it. But it's still fun to consider alternatives.
http://www.scribd.com/doc/15488374/New-Shakespeare-Theory
http://www.jewcy.com/post/shakespeares_plays_were_written_jewish_woman
http://www.presstv.ir/detail.aspx?id=59574§ionid=3510212
The evidence in the story is absolutely bogus:
http://www.scribd.com/doc/15488374/New-Shakespeare-Theory
The story is without foundation:
http://www.scribd.com/doc/15488374/New-Shakespeare-Theory
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