Shakespeare's Globe
But the length of a codpiece string from the Thames, a theatre of ancient wit and famous position doth lie in such seeming faithfulness to the long-burned Globe Theatre. E'en the most churlish historian might, when the players are in full swing and the minstrels strumming their cat-gut, be beguiled into thinking he had stepped back into Elizabethan times. The wondrous beauty of this open-air playhouse is enough to charm the corset off the fairest, blushing dame, though the numb ass she'll get from the wooden benches may rule out any hanky-panky in the carriage home.

