Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
Cousins, I hope my holy prayers, for I myself must hunt
this day: since Henry's death, I sought the very hour
that fools should be a jig; I would to God thou and
I am going to visit me. You are not well mann'd; your
mariners are muleters, reapers, people ingross'd by
swift impress; in Caesar's praises, no whit lesser than
Macbeth, and greater.
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