I don't think we ever had reading homework of Shakespeare; I suspect our teachers knew it would never happen. Instead, we read aloud in class, sometimes rotating roles in class to make sure everyone got a turn to speak.
(Naturally, this didn't do any favors for anyone, except when someone got to exclaim "BRING ME MY LONG SWORD, HOE!" in class.)
I remember that exact moment in class. Ms. Zank smirked just a bit because she knew how the student was going to read that line. Then we had a nice class discussion about how it was more similar to a cry of "land ho!" or some such.
(Naturally, this didn't do any favors for anyone, except when someone got to exclaim "BRING ME MY LONG SWORD, HOE!" in class.)