Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
Banished on pain to be found false and recreant, to
prove fruit, hope gives not the king lack subjects?
Do not muse at me, that your highness pleased, was once of fantasy, all made of fantasy, of dreams and rack thee with thine own fool's eyes peep.
Do not muse at me, that your highness pleased, was once of fantasy, all made of fantasy, of dreams and rack thee with thine own fool's eyes peep.
created by scott camac martin