Midsummer Night’s Dream, [1.1.209-213]. Lysander. “Tomorrow night, when Phoebe doth behold/ Her silver visage in the wat’ry glass,/ Decking with liquid pearl the bladed grass,/ A time that lovers’ flights doth still conceal,/ Through Athens’ gates have we devis’d to steal.”
May 1, 2009 at 6:26 pm
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