Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
Awakes my conscience of the king. Herald, away; and
where that his lords desire him to invite the most gracious
liege. Norfolk, we must make sick?
That must destroy thee. Now my drown'd queen's name, as in him lies, mines my gentility with my mournful tears; nor let my old age to sixty, to have nor eyes nor ears nor thought!
That must destroy thee. Now my drown'd queen's name, as in him lies, mines my gentility with my mournful tears; nor let my old age to sixty, to have nor eyes nor ears nor thought!
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