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.
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
MY FINAL COMMENT: Summed up, the poem celebrates the delicate relationship between fairies and the natural world, showcasing their ability to enhance and beautify even the simplest of flowers! Gorgeously worded!
i think this poem is ok....