"WHERE THE BEE SUCKS" WHERE the bee sucks, there suck I: There I couch when owls do cry. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. William Shakespeare EPILOGUE TO MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM NOW the hungry lion roars, And the wolf behowls the moon; Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, In remembrance of a shroud. That the graves all gaping wide, By the triple Hecate's team, Following darkness like a dream, To sweep the dust behind the door. Enter OBERON and TITANIA with their train. OBE. Through the house give glimmering light, By the dead and drowsy fire: Every elf and fairy sprite Hop as light as bird from brier; And this ditty, after me, Sing, and dance it trippingly. TITA. First, rehearse your song by rote, To each word a warbling note: Hand in hand, with fairy grace, [song and dance. OBE. Now, until the break of day, And the blots of Nature's hand Shall upon their children be. Every fairy take his gait: And each several chamber bless, Through this palace, with sweet peace; And the owner of it blest Ever shall in safety rest. Trip away; make no stay; Meet me all by break of day. William Shakespeare "COME UNTO THESE YELLOW SANDS" COME unto these yellow sands, Courtsied when you have and kiss'd Foot it featly here and there; And, sweet sprites, the burthen bear. Hark, hark! Bow-wow. The watch-dogs bark: Bow-wow. Hark, hark! I hear The strain of strutting chanticleer Cry, Cock-a-diddle-dow. William Shakespeare "FULL FATHOM FIVE" FULL fathom five thy father lies; Nothing of him that doth fade Ding-dong. Hark! now I hear them,-Ding-dong, bell William Shakespeare |