With Midsummer upon us, here’s a scene from the play.
Enter a faery and enter Puck
“How now, spirit! whither wander you?”
A faery says,
“Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire,
I do wander every where,
Swifter than the moon’s sphere,
And I serve the faery queen,
To sew her orbs upon the green.
The cowslips tall her pensioners be,
In their gold coats spots you see,
Those be rubies, faery favours,
In those freckles live their savours.
I must go seek some dewdrops here,
And hang a Pearl in every cowslip’s ear.
Farewell, thou lob of spirits, I’ll be gone.
Our queen and all her elves come here, anon.”
Written by William Shakespeare
Written between 1595 – 1596
Art by Arthur Rackham
From A Midsummer Night’s Dream
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