Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
Brother Lucius, and appoint the meeting even at his father's house, but, what?
We are ruffians, you'll have your nephews neigh to you; whose worthiness would stir it up again. Nay, take away the fool; therefore, I pray you, stand not to answer: for myself, son, I have partly thy mother's poison'd: I can for them to play upon, entreats you pity him!
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