(From 'A Midusmmer Night's Dream)
(A fairy's song)
Over hill, over dale,
Through bush, through brier,
Over park, over pale,
Through Flood, through fire,
I do wander every where,
Swifter than the moone's spehere;
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, fiary favours,
In their freckles live their savours;
I must go seek some dew-drops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
(King Oberon)
I know a bank whreon the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine;
Ther sleeps Titania some time of the night,
Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delights;
And there the snake throws her enamell'd skin,
Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in.
(The Fairies' Song)
You spotted snakes with double tongue,
Throny hedge-hogs, be not seen;
Newts, and blind-worms, do no wrong;
Come not near our fairy queen.
Philomel, with melody,
Sing in our sweet lullaby;
Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby;
Never harm,
Nor spell, nor charm,
Come our lovely lady night;
So, good night, with lullaby.
Weaving spiders come not here;
Hence, you long-legg'd spinners, hence!;
Beetles black, approach not near;
Worm nor snail, do no offence.
Philomel, with melody,
Sing in our sweet lullaby;
Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby;
Never harm,
Nor spell, nor charm,
Come our lovely lady night;
So, good night, with lullaby.
