Electric Shakespeare

Confusing, amusing, genius!

Blood is cold; thou hast called her to you for your sweet delights: you have heard me in trust: to his bed, give him burial in his hand. Sure, it waits upon the face of an elder-gun, that a living death. Those eyes shut, that make their looks by his; he having colour enough, and good counsel will amend: for give the French king Charles, and the tally, thou hast slain the appearance of a complete man.

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