
Are there a Shakespeare's play speaking about America? ... If so ...What play?
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Greetings in the Orange day of Venus (to-morrow ... permit me to anticipate that joy two hours before ...) ... the day of the Love to the Family ... the love to the partner ... the love for two ...
And what better to bring to your lover ... than a Poetry? ... What better that whisper Shakespeare? ... Nothing better.
And let me offer a small Poetry ... to you ... but speaking about the New English Temptation that Shakespeare was not Shakespeare.
Here you have ...
Oh Thou listener of the time ... Thou that Love my words full of mystery and grace. Full of Wisdom and Peace ... Full of Mastery and Light ... Have you ever ponder if me, or another was the very author of my Words? Can you think about? If I say ... 'It's me' ... Who you would have in mind? Bacon or not Bacon ... Queen or not Queen ... Word or not Word ... but because my words arrive to you from an interpreter let me say Bacon and Queen and Word. Francis Bacon I was ... Queen Elizabeth was my Mother ... and my Words you still hear ... but you are not think on them.
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I hope you like ...
And the pertinent question was ...
Are there a Shakespeare's play speaking about America? ... If so ...What play? ...
The answer is easy and plain ... and so is the answer.
The Comedy of Errors includes thy words ...
In act III, Scene 2 we have ...
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE Why, how now, Dromio! where runn'st thou so fast? DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Do you know me, sir? am I Dromio? am I your man? am I myself? ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE Thou art Dromio, thou art my man, thou art thyself. DROMIO OF SYRACUSE I am an ass, I am a woman's man and besides myself. DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Marry, sir, besides myself, I am due to a woman; one that claims me, one that haunts me, one that will have me. ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE What claim lays she to thee? DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Marry sir, such claim as you would lay to your horse; and she would have me as a beast: not that, I being a beast, she would have me; but that she, being a very beastly creature, lays claim to me. ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE What is she? DROMIO OF SYRACUSE A very reverent body; ay, such a one as a man may not speak of without he say 'Sir-reverence.' I have but lean luck in the match, and yet is she a wondrous fat marriage. ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE How dost thou mean a fat marriage? DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Marry, sir, she's the kitchen wench and all grease; and I know not what use to put her to but to make a lamp of her and run from her by her own light. I warrant, her rags and the tallow in them will burn a Poland winter: if she lives till doomsday, she'll burn a week longer than the whole world. ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE What complexion is she of? DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Swart, like my shoe, but her face nothing half so clean kept: for why, she sweats; a man may go over shoes in the grime of it. ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE That's a fault that water will mend. DROMIO OF SYRACUSE No, sir, 'tis in grain; Noah's flood could not do it. ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE What's her name? DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Nell, sir; but her name and three quarters, that's an ell and three quarters, will not measure her from hip to hip. ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE Then she bears some breadth? DROMIO OF SYRACUSE No longer from head to foot than from hip to hip: she is spherical, like a globe; I could find out countries in her. ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE In what part of her body stands Ireland? DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Marry, in her buttocks: I found it out by the bogs. ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE Where Scotland? DROMIO OF SYRACUSE I found it by the barrenness; hard in the palm of the hand. ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE Where France? DROMIO OF SYRACUSE In her forehead; armed and reverted, making war against her heir. ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE Where England? DROMIO OF SYRACUSE I looked for the chalky cliffs, but I could find no whiteness in them; but I guess it stood in her chin, by the salt rheum that ran between France and it. ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE Where Spain? DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Faith, I saw it not; but I felt it hot in her breath. ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE Where America, the Indies? DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Oh, sir, upon her nose all o'er embellished with rubies, carbuncles, sapphires, declining their rich aspect to the hot breath of Spain; who sent whole armadoes of caracks to be ballast at her nose. ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE Where stood Belgia, the Netherlands? DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Oh, sir, I did not look so low. To conclude, this drudge, or diviner, laid claim to me, call'd me Dromio; swore I was assured to her; told me what privy marks I had about me, as, the mark of my shoulder, the mole in my neck, the great wart on my left arm, that I amazed ran from her as a witch: And, I think, if my breast had not been made of faith and my heart of steel, She had transform'd me to a curtal dog and made me turn i' the wheel.
Unfortunately ... The BBC Edition removes the America word ... Opps. I have no idea why they did that ...
If you look on http://shakespeare.mit.edu/comedy_errors/comedy_errors.3.2.html ... You will see my words are in Light.
I include the precise passage ... where the words where removed or unpronounced ...

Now ... let me please ... Be Ironic ... Can I? ... I hope so ...
And ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE has a special weakness for Luciana ... and he say ... (before in the play, same act ...)
... And he say ... before Luciana? ...

after some words of Great Exaltation ...
She reply ...

and he ... modestly confess ...

... and like a Lover do ... because in Love ... he continues ... moving the panorama to Logic ... May Logic works? ...

... and after these scene ... She disappear because the Pope have just arrived in town ...
Fare Thee Well
Giovanni A. Orlando.
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