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Tuesday, June 29, 2010


"Now it is the time of night

That the graves, all gaping wide,

Every one lets forth its sprite,

In the church-way paths to glide:

And we fairies, that do run

By the triple Hecate's team,

From the presence of the sun

Following darkness like a dream,

Now are frolic."

From A Midsummer Night's Dream V.ii

by William Shakespeare

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