Prologue Chorus enters.From East to West the world’s great empires gaze,Where Bosporus divides both night and day;Byzantium, crown’d in ancient, golden rays,Now starves within her walls, her strength decay’d.A Sultan young, with thunder at his back,Would clasp this bride, or break her stone to dust;An Emperor old, though weary, shall not slack,Yet honor … [Read more...] about The Conqueror of Constantinople: Shakespeare’s Imagined Play