Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
Not by his breath to utter foul speeches and to have heard him swear to keep this ring. To take me to go to bed, and tell him, we come not to hear such a knock that about yours. Art thou a king unto your life. Prince, pardon me, lords, 'tis the best of our time: machinations, hollowness, treachery, and all the world to nothing, that he is honest.
speak again!
created by scott camac martin