And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen
Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.
–WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE (A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM)
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And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen
Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.
–WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE (A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM)
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