Thee fillithy piece of alas boweth down to thy palmy king. Bef're i punishish thee and thy family
I'm s'rry mine own l'rd didn't seeth thee 'r i wouldst've did bow to mine own wond'rful king
The people of the stratf'rd-upon-avon shalt amerce thee so nay one shall ev'r to f'rget boweth to the king thee alas slaves
I will never forget to remember my place, but please don't punish me I have kids at home who will feed them.
Thou art a disgrace to mine own kingdom and mine own people thee shalt beest did punish and burn'd as thee des'rve
Prithee, mine own l'rd, i has't children i'm a moth'r prithee doth not this prithee i begeth f'r mine own life
Oh, mine own lief husband wherefore didst thee has't to sacrifice yourself f'r me i wast the one yond didn't boweth to the king. I des'rv'd death not thee
Mine own king, prithee stand ho the people from burning mine own jointress i shall taketh h'r lodging instead thee can killeth me instead
Fine if you please to sacrifice your life for your wife. This is what you call true love.
Oh, mine own lief husband wherefore didst thee has't to sacrifice yourself f'r me i wast the one yond didn't boweth to the king. I des'rv'd death not thee
Prithee taketh careth of the kids mine own sweet jointress i shall at each moment loveth thee nay matt'r what coequal if 't be true t means death
Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!
R. I. P mine own guy what thee didst the present day is ls hath called true loveth
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