ACT II, SCENE I
How now, spirit! whither wander you?
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Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire,
I do wander every where,
Swifter than the moon's 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 favours,
In those freckles live their savours.
I must go seek some dewdrops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Farewell, thou lob of spirits; I'll be gone.
Our Queen and all her elves come here anon.
Note: Please use the parking coordinates, be careful crossing the street and enjoy about a half mile of wandering through this lovely preserve to reach the cache. Please be gentle and return everything to the way it was, or better.
BRAVO TO HOOCHDOG - FTF!