Electric Shakespeare

Confusing, amusing, genius!

Cousins, I hope my holy prayers, for I myself must hunt this day: since Henry's death, I sought the very hour that fools should be a jig; I would to God thou and I am going to visit me. You are not well mann'd; your mariners are muleters, reapers, people ingross'd by swift impress; in Caesar's praises, no whit lesser than Macbeth, and greater.

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