• A Midsummer Night's Dream
Now, fa fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hour Draws on apace; four happy days bring in Another moon; but oh, methinks, how slow This old moon wanes! She lingers my desires, Like to a step-dame or a dowager, Long withering out a young mans revenue.

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A Midsummer Night's Dream

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