Taken from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare: A Midsummer Night’s Dream”,
Act II, Scene II
Fai, Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over par, 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 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.
Farewell, thou lob of spirits; I’ll be gone:
Our queen and all our eles come here soon.