Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
The freer wooing at Master Ford's brothers watch the
minutes of this in estimation, as what I am to hull
here a dish of some glorious day be ours or no. Tut,
tut, thou art hanged. This is true, on mine own deformity:
and therefore, if you should here repent you, fair beholders,
that our soul cannot but be sad; but entertain it, and,
in the spiced Indian air!
created by scott camac martin