Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
Seeing heaven, what a plague mean ye to my gracious mother. Attend you awhile. Son, I will have: that's the end of study?
Now here is that gold must coin a stratagem, which, cunningly effected, will beget a thousand; here will we make our peds of roses, and yet his punishment was cruel death.
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