o, happy dagger 

O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?

Juliet, scene ii WS

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2.3.07 # zoe tati

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O, then I see Queen Mab hath been with you. . . .
She is the fairies’ midwife, and she comes
In shape no bigger than an agate stone
On the forefinger of an alderman,
Drawn with a team of little atomi
Athwart men’s noses as they lie asleep.
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