Electric Shakespeare

Confusing, amusing, genius!

By poison. O most small fault, how ugly didst thou leave to feed, and be not proud: though all that is won and lost in it, my lord. But didst thou see them printing their proud contempt that beats upon the face of heaven are slipp'd, dissolved, and loosed; and with a hideous crash takes prisoner Pyrrhus' ear: for!

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