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...upon, They wilfully themselves exile from light, And must for aye consort with black-browed night 04«. But we are spirits of another sort : I with the morning's...fiery-red, Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams, Turns into yellow gold his salt-green streams. But, notwithstanding, haste ; make no delay : We may...

...They wilfully themselves exile from light, And must for aye consort with black-brow'd night. OBERON. But we are spirits of another sort. I with the morning's...fiery-red, Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams, Turns into yellow gold his salt green streams. But, notwithstanding, haste ; make no delay : We may...

...light, And must for aye consort with black-brow'd night. Obc. But we are spirits of another sort: [ with the Morning's love "* have oft made sport; And,...groves may tread, Even till the eastern gate, all fiery red," Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams, Turns into yellow gold his salt-green streams....

...for aye consort with black-browed night. Not so, however, with the fairies, for Oberon rejoins:— But we are spirits of another sort: I with the morning's...groves may tread, Even till the eastern gate, all fiery red, Opening on Neptune wi;h fair blessed beams, Turns into yellow gold his salt-green streams....

...with black-taowcd Bight. AND FOLK-LOEE. Not so, however, with the fairies, for Oberon rejoins :— But we are spirits of another sort : I with the morning's...groves may tread, Even till the eastern gate, all fiery red, Opening on Neptune wish fair blessed beams, Turns into yellow gold his salt-green streams....

...for aye consort with black-browed night, Not so, however, with the fairies, for Oberon rejoins:— But we are spirits of another sort: I with the morning's...groves may tread, Even till the eastern gate, all fiery red, Opening on Neptune wi;h fair blessed beams, Turns into yellow gold his salt-green streams....

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...From choice they court the paler light, and make their favourite haunts in the moonlit glade :— ' But we are spirits of another sort; I with the morning's love have oft ma'le sport; And like a forester, the groves may tread, Even till the eastern gate, all fiery-red....

...brown girls caress you with a passing look. . . . LAFCADIO HEARN: "Do Not Think Like That." 12 Oberon. But we are spirits of another sort, I with the morning's...fiery-red. Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams, Turns into yellow gold his salt green streams. SHAKESPEARE: Midsummer Night's Dream. My people, your...