|
|
queen_mab
|
|
jennifer
|
Mercutio: 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 Over men's noses as they lie asleep; Her wagon spokes made of long spinners' legs, The cover of the wings of grasshoppers, Her traces of the smallest spider web, Her collars of the moonshine's wat'ry beams, Her whip of cricket's bone, the lash of philome, Her wagoner a small grey-coated gnat Not half so big as a round little worm Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid; Her chariot is an empty hazel nut, Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out a mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers' brains and then they dream of love, On courtiers' knees that dream on cursies straight, O'er lawyers' fingers who straight dream on fees, O'er ladies' lips who straight on kisses dream, Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are. Sometime she gallops o'er a courtier's nose And then dreams he of smelling out a suit, And sometime comes she with a tithe-pig's tail Tickling a.parson's nose as 'a lies asleep-- Then he dreams of another benefice. Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fadom deep; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes, And being thus frighted swears a prayer or two And sleeps again. This is that very Mab That plats the manes of horses in the night And bakes the elflocks in foul sluttish hairs Which once entangled much misfortune bodes. This is the hag, when maids lie on their backs, That presses them and learns them first to bear, Making them women of good carriage. This is she- Romeo: Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace! Thou talk'st of nothing. Mercutio:. True, I talk of dreams, which are the children of an idle brain....
|
000430
|
|
... |
|
MollyCule
|
maybe later, Mab was the sex the book I Was A Teenage Fairy, Francesca Lia Block
|
000517
|
|
... |
|
sabbie
|
huskygothmirandarichardson. damn. theregomyknickersagain.
|
030128
|
|
|
what's it to you?
who
go
|
blather
from
|
|