Electric Shakespeare

Confusing, amusing, genius!

My peace we will not fail. To-night I'll force thee yield to him will I present thy buried fear: herein all breathless lies the mightiest hulk against the envy in you, to devour him; as thus, sir. I marvel your ladyship is not the man whose glory I was crown'd I was made much poorer by it: but he would not hear my task?

created by scott camac martin