Electric Shakespeare
Confusing, amusing, genius!
But blessedly holp hither. O, my heart bleeds to think these spirits?
Spirits, which by my presence still renew his glories!
And he knew of it; you say he is not there at the flight; and my nativity to this supposed, or else he must build churches, then; or else thou diest in thine own heir-apparent garters!
speak again!
created by scott camac martin