"Shakespear, (whom you and ev'ry Play-house bill
Style the divine, the matchless, what you will)
For gain, not glory, wing'd his roving flight,
Though he be bitten by bedbugs ev'ry night."
—Alexander Pope (sort of)
Even the bard himself could not escape the fauna of his day: flies, bedbugs, and fleas.
Hand-painted gouache on vintage Postcard Pack. One-of-a-kind. 10 1/2" x 22 1/2" framed.