Electric Shakespeare

Confusing, amusing, genius!

Whoever journeys to the madding of her view gilded my foot, and the jewels you have done to her. I never saw my handkerchief in's hand. O Antony, beg not your counsels, never wrong'd you; save that, they say, lamentings heard i' the litter: and you the queen of Ptolemy more womanly than he; for by these blessed candles of the posy of a new-sad soul!

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