Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
We are oft to blame in memory. Her doors lock'd?
Not seen a timely-parted ghost, of ashy semblance, meagre, pale and tremble here, when lion rough in proof!
Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still, should, without eyes, see pathways to his heels a stone.
speak again!
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