Romeo and Juliet (Quarto 1, 1597)
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The most excellent Tragedie,
¶We burne our lights by night, like Lampes by day,
500Take our good meaning for our iudgement fits
¶Three times a day, ere once in her right wits.
¶Rom: So we meane well by going to this maske:
¶But tis no wit to goe.
¶Mer: Why Romeo may one aske?
505Rom: I dreamt a dreame tonight.
¶Mer: That dreamers often lie.
¶She is the Fairies Midwife and doth come
512.1On the forefinger of a Burgomaster,
¶Drawne with a teeme of little Atomi,
515The couer, of the winges of Grashoppers,
¶The traces are the Moone-shine watrie beames,
¶The collers crickets bones, the lash of filmes,
¶Her waggoner is a small gray coated flie,
¶Not halfe so big as is a little worme,
519.1Pickt from the lasie finger of a maide,
523.1Through Louers braines, and then they dream of loue:
¶Which oft the angrie Mab with blisters plagues,
Because their breathes with sweet meats tainted are:
¶Sometimes she gallops ore a Lawers lap,
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