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| Fetch me that flower. The herb I showed thee once. The juice of it on sleeping eyelids laid will make or man or woman madly dote upon the next live creature that it sees. | |
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| I’ll put a girdle round about the Earth in forty minutes. Having once this juice, I’ll watch Titania when she is asleep and drop the liquor of it in her eyes. | |
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