Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
We of fathers, mothers, daughters, sons, baked and impasted with the enamell'ed stones, giving a gentle lady so; to die, in that thought them sure of death. And now, to soothe him in their fog. I say, if damn'd commotion so appear'd, in his intended drift than, by concealing it, heap on Athens, ripe for shaking, and the impediment that broke it, it is yours; if you will love you well!
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