"My gentle Puck, come hither. Thou rememberest,
Since once I sat upon a promontory,
And heard a mermaid on a dolphin’s back,
Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath,
That the rude sea grew civil at her song,
And certain stars shot madly from their spheres,
To hear the seamaid’s music?"
A Midsummer Night’s Dream
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