Electric Shakespeare

Confusing, amusing, genius!

Nor stare, nor fret; I will yield to him. Not too late. My lord, be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon 'em. Thy Fates open their hands; let thy mother plays, and twenty years, and yet I know thou canst; and therefore here I do not know the lady's face.

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