William Shakespeare

Fairy Land


OVER hill, over dale,
        Thorough bush, thorough brier,
    Over park, over pale,
        Thorough flood, thorough fire,
        I do wander everywhere,
        Swifter than the moone's sphere;
        And I serve the fairy queen,
        To dew her orbs upon the green:
        The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
        In their gold coats spots you see;
        Those be rubies, fairy favours,
        In those freckles live their savours:
    I must go seek some dew-drops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.

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