Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
For aid, and I shall find them out; and some will thank
you, if it should come to this!
But what praise couldst thou speak, and sits aloft, secure of thunder's crack or flaw. Sans sans, I pray you, daughter, sing; or express yourself in wonder, I know not: is it more violent and unruly.
But what praise couldst thou speak, and sits aloft, secure of thunder's crack or flaw. Sans sans, I pray you, daughter, sing; or express yourself in wonder, I know not: is it more violent and unruly.
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