ROMEO: What was your dream?
MERCUTIO: I dreamt that dreamers often lie.
ROMEO: They lie in bed, where they dream about the truth.
MERCUTIO: Oh, then I see you've been with Queen Mab.
ROMEO: Who's "Queen Mab?"
MERCUTIO: She is the fairies' midwife, no bigger than the stone on a councilman's ring. Her wagon is drawn by a team of tiny atoms, and she rides over men's noses as they lie sleeping.
The spokes on her wagon are made of spiders' legs. Its cover is made of grasshopper wings.
The collars are made of moonbeams, and her whip is a thread attached to a cricket's bone.
Her wagon driver is a tiny, gray-coated gnat, not half so big as a round little worm, plucked off the finger of a lazy maid.