Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
Have an heir?
Is not Love a Hercules, still climbing trees in the utterance. So our virtues lie in them, you gods, what lies before 'em. 'Tis Aufidius, who, hearing of your arrival in this beauteous clay, let hell make war with him go and see.
Is not Love a Hercules, still climbing trees in the utterance. So our virtues lie in them, you gods, what lies before 'em. 'Tis Aufidius, who, hearing of your arrival in this beauteous clay, let hell make war with him go and see.
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