Reading A Midsommer Nights Dreame [A Midsummer Night's Dream]

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But we are spirits of another sort:

I, with the mornings loue haue oft made sport,

And like a Forrester, the groues may tread,

Euen till the Easterne gate all fierie red,

Opening on Neptune, with faire blessed beames,

Turnes into yellow gold, his salt greene streames.

But notwithstanding haste, make no delay:

We may effect this businesse, yet ere day.

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