On a later day of the same month he wrote to Mr. Hookham, Queen Mab is finished and transcribed.
"Queen Mab" got itself poked away, and was heard of no more.
Shakespeare's Queen Mab, in her nut-shell chariot, occurred to my mind.
You should have known our Charles while you were in the “Queen Mab” stage.
He had read and thought a great deal, and could tell Queen Mab about almost anything she asked him.
The same fate befell the pretty Queen Mab, who made herself a royal chariot out of a walnut-shell.
With this parting statement he rushed from the station, and Queen Mab, with a sense of misgiving, followed hastily.
The mob was half-starved; but that, as the Owl whispered to Queen Mab, was a way it had, and did not amount to much.
A burst of melancholy music swelled out below them as he spoke, and Queen Mab started with delight.
Pigwiggin, an elf in love with Queen Mab, who fights the jealous Oberon in furious combat.