...beams; Her whip — of cricket's bone; her lash — of film; Her wagoner — a small gray-coated gnat, Not half so big — as a round — little worm, Prick'd...Her chariot — is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner-squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind, the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops,...

...into the mouth of Mercutio, the friend of Romeo, these lines concerning Mab, queen of the fairies — And in this state she gallops night by night Through...dream of love ; On courtiers' knees, that, dream on court'sics straight : O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees. Ah, these fees ! But for expenses...

...watery beams; Her whip, of cricket's bone; the last, of film; Her waggoner, a small grey-coated gnat, Not half so big as a round little worm Prick'd from...Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out o' mind, the fairies' coachmakers.3 But, though the poet's eye, "in a fine frenzy rolling," is more...

...wat'ry beams; Her whip, of cricket's bone ; the lash, of film; Her waggoner, a small grey-coated gnat, Not half so big as a round little worm Prick'd from...joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairy's coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night, Through lovers' brains, and then...

...empty hazel nut, Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coachmaker. And in this state she gallops night by night Through...they dream of love, On courtiers' knees that dream on curtsies straight, O'er lawyers' fingers who straight dream on fees, O'er ladies' lips who straight...

...legs . . . Her whip, of cricket's bone; the lash, of film; Her waggoner, a small grey-coated gnat, Not half so big as a round little worm Prick'd from...Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers' brains,...

...These toss the Plumy Crest, Arabian Coursers guide. — Lady Mary Worthy Montague, "Constantinople' Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut Made by the joiner...Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love. — William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Acl /, Scene 4 -. •.*• My little horse must think it...

...watery beams, Her whip of cricket's bone, the lash of film, Her wagoner a small grey-coated gnat, Not so big as a round little worm Prick'd from the lazy...Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers' brains,...