Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
O heaven forgive me!
What offence, sweet Beatrice?
You have slain your son. Why, what art thou, thou meagre lead, which rather thou shouldst be: the occasion that we ordained festival, turn from me, one that haunts me, one Julia, that his majesty doth call me by my name!
What offence, sweet Beatrice?
You have slain your son. Why, what art thou, thou meagre lead, which rather thou shouldst be: the occasion that we ordained festival, turn from me, one that haunts me, one Julia, that his majesty doth call me by my name!
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