“The arts,” we were told, “are the soul of the city.” And this was the falsest note in an otherwise brilliant evening that revived the actual soul of the city: the human beings created in God’s image. The Winter’s Tale, the Shakespeare play that followed, showed the audience, the soul of the city, what we need: Hermione. God knows we need Hermione, Shakespeare’s Hermione, just now. Nobody can be commanded to be Hermione. Why? The severe mercy of her medicine for... Read more