Electric Shakespeare

Confusing, amusing, genius!

Remit their saucy sweetness that do conspire my death with devilish plots of damned witchcraft, and that 'twas dangerous for him shall at Friar Patrick's cell, should meet me. She speaks yet she is not well: infirmity doth still neglect all office whereto our health but sickly in his mantle muffling up his life and the business you have served him from his grave rain'd many a tear!

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