Shakespeare enters, quill in hand, speaking directly to the gathered company.Good gentles all, lend me your quiet breath,For now I bring a tale from furthest sands,Where Samarkand, that jewel of the East,Stands trembling at the mirror of her soul.Here walks a man who keeps both night and dawnWithin his eyes, and with his hand makes lionsOf mere dust—yet is no … [Read more...] about The Sorcerer of Samarkand: Shakespeare’s Imagined Play