Beekeeping has an honored tradition. While it is not necessarily the sport of Kings, some princes have been interested in beekeeping, among them the Prince of Denmark. Unfortunately, for Hamlet, a limiting factor was his visual problem. So, we go to Denmark, to a beehive, to Prince Hamlet, and to his friend, Horatio…

– – How goes it, Your Highness?
– – These bees are something… I wish
I could see them better… Is that you, Horatio?
– – Perhaps someday people will be able to see better… Maybe they’ll come up with something.
– – There’s got to be more things in heaven and earth than we’ve got right now, Horatio.
– – Point well taken.
– – This vision thing’s getting so bad, I couldn’t tell who was Rosencrantz and who was Guildenstern when I bumped into them the other day.
– – Those guys are something, aren’t they… They think it’s fun to come up behind someone and bump him.
– – Say… Could you help me here, Horatio?
– – How so, Your Majesty?
– – You see those two little things flying there?… Now, there, over near you?…
– – Yes, Your Highness?
– – Are they two bees, or not two bees?…