Title: Valgfritt

Text: In my stars, I am above thee but be not afraid of greatness. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them. Thy fates open their hands, let thy blood and spirit embrace them. Be opposite with kinsmen, surly with servants, let thy tongue tang arguments of state. She thus advises thee that sighs for thee. Remember who commended thy yellow stockings and wished to see thee cross-gartered, I say remember. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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