Happy 400th.

What does it prove when a woman wearing tights,
shipwrecked on strange shores of Illyria,
enraptures the heart of Olivia,
and although a 'youth', Orsino, delights?

It seems to me that our greatest playwright,
poet, philosopher and analyst
in the ways of magnetism was well versed;
not by chance was his play titled 'Twelfth Night'.

That night when world is turned upon its head,
so appropriate for such a play as this
where boy plays girl who plays an untried boy
and playing so, all inhibition's shed,
so that freed soul can heart's great truth express,
for love unfettered leads to perfect joy.