Every time you refresh this page you are generating new lines of Shakespeare written by an AI trained on Shakespeare. Some lines may sound like they Shakespeare prose and others might be trash. The AI is still learning and Shakespeare was a master.
- BORACHIO: up--to a contaminated stale, such a fellow?
- TRANIO: Faith, he is the deadly spite that angers me;
- KING: Make choice; and, see,
- KING LEAR: Look there, my deer? my male deer?
- DAVY: Doth the king