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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=507386" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Oberon's Feast</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hapcot! To thee the Fairy State <br>I with discretion, dedicate. <br>Because thou prizest things that are <br>Curious, and un-familiar. <br>Take first the feast; these dishes gone, <br>We'll see the Fairy Court anon. <br>A little mushroon table spread, <br>After short prayers, they set on bread; <br>A moon-parched grain of purest wheat, <br>With some small glit'ring grit, to eat <br>His choice bits with; then in a trice <br>They make a feast less great than nice. <br>But all this while his eye is serv'd, <br>We must not think his ear was sterv'd: <br>But that there was in place to stir <br>His spleen, the chirring grasshopper, <br>The merry cricket, the puling fly, <br>The piping gnat for minstralcy. <br>And now, we must imagine first, <br>The elves present to quench his thirst <br>A pure seed-pearl of infant dew, <br>Brought and besweetened in a blue <br>And pregnant violet; which done <br>His kitling eyes begin to run<br>Quite through the table, where he spies <br>The horns of papery butterflies, <br>Of which he eats, and tastes a little <br>Of that we call the &quot;cuckoo's spittle.&quot; <br>A little fuzz-ball-pudding stands <br>By, yet not blessed by his hands, <br>That was too coarse; but then forthwith <br>He ventures boldly on the pith <br>Of sugar'd rush, and eats the sag <br>And well bestrutted bee's sweet bag;<br>Gladding his palate with some store <br>Of emit's eggs; what would he more?<br>But beards of mice, a newt's stew'd thigh, <br>A bloated earwig, and a fly, <br>With the red-capp'd worm that's shut <br>Within the concave of a nut, <br>Brown as his tooth. a little moth <br>Late fatten'd in a piece of cloth; <br>With wither'd cherries, mandrake's ears, <br>Mole's eyes; to these, the slain stag's tears, <br>The unctuous dewlaps of a snail, <br>The broke-heart of a nightingale <br>O'er-come in music; with a wine, <br>Ne'er ravish'd from the flattering vine, <br>But gently press'd from the soft side <br>Of the most sweet and dainty bride,<br>Brought in a dainty daisy, which <br>He fully quaffs up to bewitch <br>His blood to height; this done, commended <br>Grace by his priest, the feast is ended.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Herrick">Robert Herrick</a><div class=q>
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I with discretion, dedicate. 
Because thou prizest things that are 
Curious, and un-familiar. 
Take first the feast; these dishes gone, 
We'll see the Fairy Court anon. 
A little mushroon table spread, 
After short..."></div>
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