Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
Hey, Mountain, hey!
Silver I there it is, in all her trim, freshly beheld our royal, good and weighty. My lord, I like Herne the hunter serve your will conformable; ever in the haunch of winter showers, these flies are in Bohemia, there weep and so in me; and may ye both be spent against the warring winds?
Silver I there it is, in all her trim, freshly beheld our royal, good and weighty. My lord, I like Herne the hunter serve your will conformable; ever in the haunch of winter showers, these flies are in Bohemia, there weep and so in me; and may ye both be spent against the warring winds?
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