EDITOR'S NOTE:
"The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling,
Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven.
And, as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen
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Turns them into shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name,
Such tricks hath strong imagination;
That, if it would but apprehend some joy,
It comprehends some bringer of that joy;
Or, in the night, imagining some fear,
How easy is a bush supposed a bear?" --Midsummer Night's Dream, Act V, Scene I.
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