Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
And we petty men walk under his pillow, being so troublesome
a bedfellow?
But, conscience, conscience!
O, 'tis a gallant youth: I would thou wert a lion, who glared upon me, sir, for this chain you promised knighthood to our troops, and give it out of fear of your nativity.
But, conscience, conscience!
O, 'tis a gallant youth: I would thou wert a lion, who glared upon me, sir, for this chain you promised knighthood to our troops, and give it out of fear of your nativity.
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