Summer Solstice

In honor of the Summer Solstice today, I thought I'd share a fairy passage from William Shakespeare's

"A Midsummer Night's Dream":

Over hill, over dale,

Thorough bush, thorough briar,

Over park, 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 tall her pensioners be;

In their gold coats, spots you see;

Those be rubies, fairy favours,

In their freckles live our 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;

My queen and all her elves come here anon!