А мне нравится Шекспир в подлиннике. Помнишь сцену в саду:

JULIET
Tis but thy name that is my enemy; -
Thou art thyself though, not a Montague.
What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm? nor face? nor any other part
Belonging to man. O, bes ome other name!
Wtat's in a name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that tintle: - Romeo, doff this name;
And for that name, which is not part of thee,
Take all myself.