COME unto these yellow sands, <br /> And then take hands: <br />Court'sied when you have, and kiss'd,-- <br /> The wild waves whist,-- <br />Foot it featly here and there; <br />And, sweet sprites, the burthen bear. <br /> Hark, hark! <br /> Bow, wow, <br /> The watch-dogs bark: <br /> Bow, wow. <br /> Hark, hark! I hear <br /> The strain of strutting chanticleer <br /> Cry, Cock-a-diddle-dow!<br /><br />William Shakespeare<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fairy-land-iii/
