Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
By poison. O most small fault, how ugly didst thou leave
to feed, and be not proud: though all that is won and
lost in it, my lord. But didst thou see them printing
their proud contempt that beats upon the face of heaven
are slipp'd, dissolved, and loosed; and with a hideous
crash takes prisoner Pyrrhus' ear: for!
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