Bottom:
Why do they run away? I see their knavery: this is to make an ass of me! To fright me, if they could. But I will not stir from this place, do what they will. I will walk up and down here, and I will sing, that they shall hear I am not afraid.
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Bottom:
The ousel cock so black of hue, With orange-tawny bill, The throstle with his note so true...
Riportata da il 05/03/2025 alle ore 07:16

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