One of Shakespeare's latter play, this romance explores themes from colonialism to the relationship of father and daughter. The play also contains what many consider to be Shakespeare's farwell to the Globe and to theatre itself:
Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Ye all which it inherit, shall dissolve
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.
This will be a production that is not to be missed. If you have the time this spring, as the April rains beat down on our fair city, make sure you head on over to the Steppenwolf for this classic.
Happy Birthday: Edmond Rostand (1868-1918)