ABSTRACT
Stratford! Green lawn, fresh-cut grass, weeping willow, plants, barges, preening swans, a theatre, a church, tortuous streets—on which he walked! A half-timber house—where he was born! Chairs, beds, kitchen utensils, pens, books: things we want to believe, and so we do believe that each of them belonged to him. A small town, which he escaped from, and later escaped back to, and there finished his life. Shakespeare’s country!
