Shakespeare Anagram: Love’s Labour’s Lost
Saturday, October 6th, 2007The blog was getting a lot of hits looking for living descendants of Henry VIII, so I posted an answer, and followed up with an anagram version of the answer.
Now, because those words appear on the blog, I’m getting a lot of hits looking for living descendants of Shakespeare.
You can check out the Shakespeare family tree yourself, or you can just read this week’s Shakespeare anagram.
From Love’s Labour’s Lost:
Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives,
Live register’d upon our brazen tombs,
And then grace us in the disgrace of death;
When, spite of cormorant devouring Time,
The endeavour of this present breath may buy
That honour which shall bate his scythe’s keen edge,
And make us heirs of all eternity.
Shift around the letters, and it becomes:
Our favorite ultra-premium poet has no living descendants.
Firstly, he begat three basic little prizes (smart trio!) with his gal Anne Hathaway.
Thereafter, son Hamnet fathered none because he kicked it young.
Furthermore, both daughters had children, but none of those unveiled any themselves.