Good morrow, lovely betwixtas. That was me being Shakespearean. I can't think how to put

a fair dues warning into Shakespearean, so I'm going to abandon it. You can just have

good morrow. That's good enough, right? I am here with your fair duet warning. This

is an adult podcast spoken by adults to other adults in an adulty way about adulty stuff

and you should be an adult too. And as you may have guessed from my preamble, we're

talking about Shakespearean sex today. Oh yeah. Oh, thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power,

the whole time's fickle glass is sickle hour, who has to by waning, grown, and they're

in showest, thy lover's withering as thy sweet self-growest. You can throw many accusations

at us here on betwixt, but you can't say that we're not fucking highbrow after that.

That was an excerpt from Shakespeare's sonnet 126, and is the case with many of his love

sonnets. It was written by a man to another man. You may well raise your eyebrows betwixtas,

but what can this tell us about the man who wrote it? And his sexuality, his sexual leanings.

Can a tell us anything at all? Was he happily married with three kids living a hundrum life

in Stratford upon Avon? Or was he living life on the wild side in London? Today, we are

slipping between the Shakespearean sheets to find out about the sex life of the bard himself,

William Shakespeare. And we're going to try and answer all of those questions and more.

What do you look for, a man? Oh, money, of course. You're supposed to rise when an adult speaks to you.

I make perfect copies of whatever my boss needs. I just turn him in love and push him a lot.

Yes, social courtesy does make a difference. Goodness, my parents look damn good,

nothing to do with it, do you?

Hello, and welcome back to The Troops the Sheets, the history of sex-scandling society,

with me, Kate Lister. Sexuality is absolutely a common theme in Shakespeare's plays,

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