There, on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke.

Now I’m seeing sexual allusions everywhere. Maybe because I tried so hard to repress them when I had to say this speech everyday – but pendent boughs?
I mean, once we start looking at hanging things, it is hard not to go to a sexual place when the idea of long cocks have been introduced in the line before.

Also hanging circular flowers over dangling limbs? I mean…
And, listen, in the hands of a different writer, I’d write this whole line of thought off as an accident – a slip of the mind.
But Shakespeare was not one to shy away from some ring imagery.

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