The Literary Drover No. 1872

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From notes made on the human condition:

And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen
Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.

– William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream

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