William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

Fairy Land I - Poem by William Shakespeare

OVER hill, over dale,
   Thorough bush, thorough brier,
   Over park, over pale,
   Thorough flood, thorough 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 dew-drops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.

Comments about Fairy Land I by William Shakespeare

  • Rookie - 184 Points Brian Jani (4/26/2014 4:43:00 AM)

    Awesome I like this poem, check mine out (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 37,008 Points * Sunprincess * (10/5/2012 9:26:00 PM)

    oh now I am in fairyland..awesome.. :) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 4 Points Anabel just Anabel (5/31/2007 11:11:00 AM)

    so great! ! ! I could even imagine it all! ! fantastic! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Roert fiorvante (2/6/2007 11:27:00 AM)

    i think this poem is amazing and i will put it on my favorites list. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003

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