A Fairy Song Poem by William Shakespeare
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.
No words to say, No sentence to Praise. Shakespeare is Shakespeare!
I just adore Shakespeare. this poet will live on forever in our hearts and minds. He is truly one of the greats.
A timeless poem from a timeless Poet adorned with superb imagery, great rhythm and rhyme.
Beauty of such looks beguiled by the odd sightings of a nightingale.
I think the poem blows the trumpet horn in wilderness, poisoned of an ear the glorious crown
Perfect and amazing poem! It makes you feel like you are a fairy! 10 stars
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i think this poem is ok....