FAIRY
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Ouer hil, ouer dale,Over hill, over dale,MND II.i.2
through bush, through briar,Thorough bush, thorough brier,MND II.i.3
Ouer parke, ouer pale,Over park, over pale,MND II.i.4
through flood, through fire,Thorough flood, thorough fire – MND II.i.5
I do wander euerie where, I do wander everywhereMND II.i.6
swifter then ye Moons sphere;Swifter than the moon's sphere,MND II.i.7
And I serue the Fairy Queene,And I serve the Fairy Queen,MND II.i.8
to dew her orbs vpon the green.To dew her orbs upon the green.MND II.i.9
The Cowslips tall, her pensioners bee, The cowslips tall her pensioners be;MND II.i.10
In their gold coats, spots you see,In their gold coats spots you see – MND II.i.11
Those be Rubies, Fairie fauors,Those be rubies, fairy favours;MND II.i.12
In those freckles, liue their sauors,In those freckles live their savours.MND II.i.13
I must go seeke some dew drops heere,I must go seek some dewdrops here,MND II.i.14
And hang a pearle in euery cowslips eare.And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.MND II.i.15
Farewell thou Lob of spirits, Ile be gon,Farewell, thou lob of spirits; I'll be gone.MND II.i.16
Our Queene and all her Elues come heere anon.Our Queen and all our elves come here anon.MND II.i.17
Either I mistake your shape and making quite,Either I mistake your shape and making quite,MND II.i.32
Or else you are that shrew'd and knauish spiritOr else you are that shrewd and knavish spriteMND II.i.33
Cal'd Robin Good-fellow. Are you not hee,Called Robin Goodfellow. Are not you heMND II.i.34
That frights the maidens of the Villagree,That frights the maidens of the villagery,MND II.i.35
Skim milke, and sometimes labour in the querne,Skim milk, and sometimes labour in the quern,MND II.i.36
And bootlesse make the breathlesse huswife cherne,And bootless make the breathless housewife churn,MND II.i.37
And sometime make the drinke to beare no barme,And sometime make the drink to bear no barm,MND II.i.38
Misleade night-wanderers, laughing at their harme,Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their harm?MND II.i.39
Those that Hobgoblin call you, and sweet Pucke,Those that ‘ Hobgoblin’ call you, and ‘ Sweet Puck,’MND II.i.40
You do their worke, and they shall haue good lucke.You do their work, and they shall have good luck.MND II.i.41
Are not you he?Are not you he?MND II.i.42.1
And heere my Mistris: / Would that he were gone.And here my mistress. Would that he were gone!MND II.i.59
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