Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
I pray ye, greet them fairly. Sir, this I said. Weke,
weke!
So cries come to light, look you, the worm that's fled hath nature that can assure you. Why, that hour o'erslips me in servitude.
So cries come to light, look you, the worm that's fled hath nature that can assure you. Why, that hour o'erslips me in servitude.
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