Electric Shakespeare

Confusing, amusing, genius!

'Tis a boisterous storm. But leave their false vows with him, that I am ruler of, the lady what hath chanced, and, at our parting, be serviceable to my looks, or I shall break my oath. You tempt him with flies blown to and back, lackeying the varying shore o' the whole state: to make haste, I say.

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