Electric Shakespeare

Confusing, amusing, genius!

Tester for thee. Ghost the last day was Cassius born. Give me leave: a word, and I'll requite it with sweet musk-roses and with a knowing ear, that never aim'd so high a hope that you are well derived. True; from a heart as I have perused, I find a wonder, to content your lord, who is so full a glory that I have nointed an Athenian's eyes; and like a dog must to France again.

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