Fairy Land I William Shakespeare Poem

Fairy Land I William Shakespeare Poem!

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.

Fairy Land I William Shakespeare Poem

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