Musk-Roses, and Eglantine

I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,

Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows

Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,

With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine:

There sleeps Titania some of the night,

Lull’d in these flowers with dances and delight;

And where the snake throws her enamell’d skin,

Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in.


Act 2, Scene 1, A Midsummer’s Night Dream