Two Bees or not Two Bees

She started with, ""What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet."
"This is not really about roses, mistress" I replied, and added,
"For who would bear the whips and scorns of time?"
She came back with "Who would fardels bear, to grunt and
sweat under a weary life?"
I was lost for a moment, then remembered what Polonius said,
"Though this be madness, yet there is method in't"