Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The Worlds Best Poetry. Volume VI. Fancy. 1904. | | | | Poems of Fancy: II. Fairies: Elves: Sprites | | Songs of Ariel | | William Shakespeare (15641616) |
| | From The Tempest, Act I. Sc. 2. I. COME unto these yellow sands, | |
| And then take hands; | |
| Courtsied when you have, and kissed. | |
| (The wild waves whist!) | |
| Foot it featly here and there; | 5 |
| And, sweet sprites, the burthen bear. | |
| Hark, hark! | |
| Burthen [dispersedly]Bow-wow. | |
| The watch-dogs bark | |
| Burthen [dispersedly]Bow-wow. | 10 |
| Hark, hark! I hear | |
| The strain of strutting chanticleer | |
| Cry Cock-a diddle-dow. | |
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II. Full fathom five thy father lies; | |
| Of his bones are coral made; | 15 |
| Those are pearls that were his eyes; | |
| Nothing of him that doth fade | |
| But doth suffer a sea-change | |
| Into something rich and strange. | |
| Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: | 20 |
| Burthen.Ding-dong! | |
| Hark! now I hear themding, dong, bell! | |
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| Where the bee sucks, there suck I: | |
| In a cowslips bell I lie; | |
| There I couch when owls do cry; | 25 |
| On the bats back I do fly | |
| After summer merrily. | |
| Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, | |
| Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. | | | | |
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