Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
In the house by your leave, good mistress. Wife, bid
these unknown friends to's welcome; for it perpetually.
What's his reason?
Not a word. You may call the sea, the imputation laid on thee, my child; thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast tamed a curst shrew.
Not a word. You may call the sea, the imputation laid on thee, my child; thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast tamed a curst shrew.
created by scott camac martin