The Word Cloud

Uwanted Friend Be Gone.

Oh you unwanted friend ‘behold’ before the day endith’ I will tear thee joint by joint.

And strew this hungry web site with thy battered limbs.

The time and my intents are savage-wild, more fierce and inexorable far than empty tigers or the roaring sea.

I must indeed; and therefore came I hither.

ungentle grammar teacher; tempt not a desperate man.

Run hence, and leave me: think upon these gone.

Let them affright thee. I beseech thee grammar teacher.

Put not another sin upon my head, by urging me to fury: O, be gone!

By heaven I hate thee better than myself.

For I come hither armed against myself.

Stay not-be gone;’ live’ and thereafter say; a madman’s mercy bade thee go away.