Electric Shakespeare

Confusing, amusing, genius!

If not, why then, be thy executioner: I fly to your service; there resides, to make catlings on. Come, thou art as wise as virtuous, by spying and avoiding fortune's malice, for few men rightly temper with the other, for the better man; for he hath wit to so hot a summer in my cousin's duty to my elders.

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