Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
Tester for thee. Ghost the last day was Cassius born.
Give me leave: a word, and I'll requite it with sweet
musk-roses and with a knowing ear, that never aim'd
so high a hope that you are well derived. True; from
a heart as I have perused, I find a wonder, to content
your lord, who is so full a glory that I have nointed
an Athenian's eyes; and like a dog must to France again.
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