The poets eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glint from paradise to earth, from earth to paradise And as imagination bodies frontward The forms of things unknown, the poets pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy lick A local dwelling and a name. Such tricks hath miffed imagination That, if it would but apprehend rough contentmentousness, It comprehends some bringer of that joy; Or in the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a give way! (V,i,2-22) Theseus, in Scene V of A Midsummer Nights Dream, expresses his d...If you trust to get a broad essay, order it on our website: Orderessay
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