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But, my good lord, I wot not by what power
(But by some power it is) my love to Hermia,
Melted as the snow, seems to me now
As the remembrance of an idle gaud
Which in my childhood I did dote upon. (Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream, 4.1.171-175)
But, my good lord, I wot not by what power
(But by some power it is) my love to Hermia,
Melted as the snow, seems to me now
As the remembrance of an idle gaud
Which in my childhood I did dote upon. (Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream, 4.1.171-175)