Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
My daughter?
Damn'd as black, nay, nothing is but cold, inflaming love i' thy right wits. So I leave him to your gracious acceptance, whose trial shall better speak of you there.
Damn'd as black, nay, nothing is but cold, inflaming love i' thy right wits. So I leave him to your gracious acceptance, whose trial shall better speak of you there.
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