POPPY

11th November 2023

Dangerous conceits are in their natures poisons,

Which at the first are scarce found to distaste

But with a little act upon the blood

Burn like the mines of sulfur. I did say so.

Look where he comes. Not poppy nor mandragora

Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world

Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep

Which thou owedst yesterday.

IAGO: Othello, Act 3, Scene 3

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