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A Midsummer Night's Dream
- Ay me! for aught that ever I could read, could ever hear by tale or history, the course of true love never did run smooth. (Lysander, I.i)
- Over hill, over dale, thorough bush, thorough brier, over park, over pale, thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where. (Fairy, II.i)
- Lovers and madmen have such seething brains, such shaping fantasies, that apprehend more than cool reason ever comprehends. (Theseus, V.i)
- If we shadows have offended/Think but this, and all is mended/That you have but slumber'd here/While these visions did appear/And this weak and idle theme/no more yeilding but a dream/Gentles, do not reprehend/If you parden, we will mend/And, as I am an honest Puck/If we have unearned luck/Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue/We will make amends ere long/Else the Puck a liar call/So good night unto you all./Give me your hands, if we be friends/And Robin shall restore amends.(Puck, V.ii)
- Lord what fools these mortals be! (Puck III.ii)
- Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind. (Helena, I.i)
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