DWELL I BUT IN THE SUBURBS OF YOUR GOOD PLEASURE?
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O! PARDON ME, THOU BLEEDING PIECE OF EARTH,
THAT I AM MEEK AND GENTLE WITH THESE BUTCHERS;
THOU ART THE RUINS OF THE NOBLEST MAN
THAT EVER LIVED IN THE TIDES OF TIMES.
THE TRUE BEGINNING OF OUR END.
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BUT ALL THE STORY OF THE NIGHT TOLD OVER,
AND ALL THEIR MINDS TRANSFIGUR’D SO TOGETHER,
MORE WITNESSETH THAN FANCY’S IMAGES,
AND GROWS TO SOMETHING OF GREAT CONSTANCY,
BUT, HOWSOEVER, STRANGE AND ADMIRABLE.
ILL MET BY MOONLIGHT, PROUD TITANIA.
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I AM THAT MERRY WANDERER OF THE NIGHT.
I JEST TO OBERON, AND MAKE HIM SMILE
WHEN I A FAT AND BEAN-FED HORSE BEGUILE,
NEIGHING IN LIKENESS OF A FILLY FOAL:
AND SOMETIMES LURK I IN GOSSIP’S BOWL,
IN VERY LIKENESS OF A ROASTED CRAB.
Rio Aubry Taylor presents LIGHTRIOT 