Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
The kennel of thy death and fortunes in an invisible
and creeping wind, draw the eye of reason to his bed!
I see you what I would, my lord: consent, and often I ha' praised ye, when you should be sorry should be looked to.
I see you what I would, my lord: consent, and often I ha' praised ye, when you should be sorry should be looked to.
created by scott camac martin