I refer of course to the soaring wonder of the age known as the Eiffel Tower. Never in history has a structure been more technologically advanced, materially obsolescent, and gloriously pointless all at the same time.
There are only three things that can kill a farmer: lightning, rolling over in a tractor, and old age.
A third...candidate for Shakespearean authorship was Christopher Marlowe. He was the right age (just two months older than Shakespeare), had the requisite talent, and would certainly have had ample leisure after 1593, assuming he wasn't too dead to work.
Human beings would split the atom and invent television, nylon, and instant coffee before they could figure out the age of their own planet.