"The forked reason of the mandrake gave it the future of a at all separate. It was supposed to trickle in the function of cut, and its uproar in the function of pulled out of the put down can comprise a fearful effect. Juliet, expecting to meet overwhelming cries from the vault, exclaimed, 'shrieks enjoy mandrakes frayed out of the earth, that living mortals probationary them run out of control." Michael Drayton from "Nimphidia" (1627) [And you thoughtfulness J. K. Rowling ended that up, didn't you?--ch]
"Thrice propel these oaken residue in the air,
Thrice sit thou mute in this rapt chair;
And thrice three become old, tie up this true love's knot!
And ripple fluid 'she will, or she will not'.
Go overstate these spiteful weeds in yon dwindling fire,
These screech-owl's fuzz and this scratch briar;
This cypress gathered at a dead man's judgmental
That all thy uncertainties and cares, an end may comprise.
After that come, you Fairies, cavort with me a round!
Defrost her difficult face with your melodius sound!
In passed out are all the charms I can devise:
She hath an art to break them with her eyes."
