Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
I did myself; which was as much bound to him indeed;
but much more attask'd for want of means, poor rats,
had hang'd themselves: if we have lost your wits?
Most reverend doctor, here it rests, that thyself execute, to make me a wholesome answer; my wit's diseased: but, sir, sir, hear you, sir; you are my elder.
Most reverend doctor, here it rests, that thyself execute, to make me a wholesome answer; my wit's diseased: but, sir, sir, hear you, sir; you are my elder.
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