Some sunshiny spring or summer Saturday, go out into … the woods, ask your best … friend to go with you, and take a volume of Shakespeare [along]. Do not take the school edition, but the daintiest and prettiest volume you can find … and lay in it a sprig of scented geranium … to mark the place and be a pleasure to the senses … read the play through with your friend … the next Shakespeare day in class, I think, some breath of the summer wood and the scent of geranium will blow on your Clarendon Press edition, and you and your friend will exchange a sly smile of superior intelligence! Do this, not once, but many times, and … the temptation to take out ‘an amusing book’ [will] become less and less.