A Fairy Song

Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire!
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon'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 dewdrops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.

by William Shakespeare

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a fabulous beautiful poem// love always
Best and b beautiful poem.most enjoyable poem.1000++++++++++4++
A classical poem whose cadence and rhyme form a beautiful support to the very romantic language employed without distraction. Well deserved legacy of the classical age.
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