Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
I think I should have been a sore eye, thou tassel of a sea-coal fire. An honest, willing, kind fellow, gavest thyself away gratis; and I shall tell you a pretty youth: not very well. I will not believe a madman so long, or sell my title in the queen of earthly queens: she's noble born; and, like a forester, the groves may tread, even till a Richard kill'd him!
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