Faerie Paths — Over Hill, Over Dale


Over hill, over dale,
Through bush, through briar,
Over park, over pale,
Through blood, through 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 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.


A Midsummer Night’s Dream
William Shakespeare




19 thoughts on “Faerie Paths — Over Hill, Over Dale

  1. I had not read that poem before … or if I did it was so long ago, I’d forgotten. I was thinking what a gifted old-fashioned poet you are … and then of course, the list was revealed! 😜 Well, we can all aspire, right? 🤩


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