Introduction
"This is my hommage to P-Mod"
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ROBIN
How now, spirit? Whither wander you?
FAIRY
Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire.
I do wander everywhere
Swifter than the moons 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 favors.
In those freckles live their savors.
I must go seek some dewdrops here
And hang a pearl in every cowslips ear.
Farewell, thou lob of spirits. Ill be gone.
Our queen and all our elves come here anon.
ROBIN
The king doth keep his revels here tonight.
Take heed the queen come not within his sight.
For Oberon is passing fell and wrath
Because that she, as her attendant hath
A lovely boy stolen from an Indian king.
She never had so sweet a changeling.
And jealous Oberon would have the child
Knight of his train, to trace the forests wild.
But she perforce withholds the lovd boy,
Crowns him with flowers, and makes him all her joy.
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Thank you so much Cherry and Spleen for these perfect holidays, thank you AnnaLee for being my Titania.
***
ROBIN
How now, spirit? Whither wander you?
FAIRY
Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire.
I do wander everywhere
Swifter than the moons 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 favors.
In those freckles live their savors.
I must go seek some dewdrops here
And hang a pearl in every cowslips ear.
Farewell, thou lob of spirits. Ill be gone.
Our queen and all our elves come here anon.
ROBIN
The king doth keep his revels here tonight.
Take heed the queen come not within his sight.
For Oberon is passing fell and wrath
Because that she, as her attendant hath
A lovely boy stolen from an Indian king.
She never had so sweet a changeling.
And jealous Oberon would have the child
Knight of his train, to trace the forests wild.
But she perforce withholds the lovd boy,
Crowns him with flowers, and makes him all her joy.
***
Thank you so much Cherry and Spleen for these perfect holidays, thank you AnnaLee for being my Titania.
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