(excerpts borrowed from A Midsummer Night's Dream) 
Over hill, over dale 
Thorough bush, thorough brier
Over park, over pale 
Thorough flood, thorough fire 
Would that I could, I'd be serving my Titania
Would that I could, I'd never return
Would that I could, I'd be loving my Oberon
Would that I could, I'd stay for good 
I do wander everywhere
Swifter than the moon's sphere
And I serve the fairy queen
To dew her orbs upon the green 
Would that I could, I'd be serving my Titania
Would that I could, I'd never return
Would that I could, I'd be loving my Oberon
Would that I could, I'd stay for good 
The cowslips tall, her pensioners be
In their gold coats, spots you see
Those be rubies, fairy favours
In those freckles live their savours 
Would that I could, I'd be serving my Titania
Would that I could, I'd never return
Would that I could, I'd be loving my Oberon
Would that I could, I'd stay for good 
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 
Would that I could, I'd be serving my Titania
Would that I could, I'd never return
Would that I could, I'd be loving my Oberon
Would that I could, I'd stay for good