Vixenn Moonshadow
~ A Fairy Song ~
Over hill, over dale,
Through bush, through brier,
Over park, over pale,
Through flood, through fire!
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 dewdrops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
~ William Shakespeare
~ A Fairy Song ~
Over hill, over dale,
Through bush, through brier,
Over park, over pale,
Through flood, through fire!
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 dewdrops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
~ William Shakespeare