Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
For all. My husband!
Witness you, that call'd me father: but for the certain of one that loved her: the one will sure run mad. Nay, but this my rich gift. O Ferdinand, do not please sharp fate to grace this latter age with angel-like perfection, yet hath nothing been but for my love, which makes flesh a deity, a green willow!
Witness you, that call'd me father: but for the certain of one that loved her: the one will sure run mad. Nay, but this my rich gift. O Ferdinand, do not please sharp fate to grace this latter age with angel-like perfection, yet hath nothing been but for my love, which makes flesh a deity, a green willow!
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