Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
Than the lance. He well may I call this a face of heaven,
to be no less than those proud titles thou hast won
of me; I will show myself a forward horse!
If I might buffet for my wits as any in Illyria. Wherefore are these things hid?
If I might buffet for my wits as any in Illyria. Wherefore are these things hid?
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