Poem

The poet’s eye, in a fine frenzy rolling,

Doth glance from heaven to earth, from

earth to heaven;

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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~ by collidescopes on October 22, 2011.

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