Come Mustardseed! Come Cobweb!

Midsummer Cobweb

Out of this wood do not desire to go;
Thou shalt remain here whether thou wilt or no.
I am a spirit of no common rate;
The summer still doth tend upon my state;
And I do love thee; therefore, go with me.
I’ll give thee fairies to attend on thee;
And they shall fetch thee jewels from the deep,
And sing, while thou on pressed flowers dost sleep;
And I will purge thy mortal grossness so
That thou shalt like an airy spirit go.
Peaseblossom! Cobweb! Moth! and Mustardseed!

Midsummer Mustardseed

And I.
And I.
And I.
Where shall we go?

Midsummer Yellow Roses

Be kind and courteous to this gentleman;
Hop in his walks, and gambol in his eyes;
Feed him with apricocks and dewberries,
With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries;
The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees,
And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs,
And light them at the fiery glow-worm’s eyes,
To have my love to bed and to arise;
And pluck the wings from painted butterflies,
To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes.
Nod to him, elves, and do him courtesies.

Midsummer Plums

Who else but the Bard for my midsummer morning ramble around the garden? Act IV, Scene 1 from A Midsummer Night’s Dream.

A merry Midsummer to all!

{ 3 comments… add one }
  • Pat Ferraro 06/21/2013, 12:58 pm

    Thanks, Cari, for this post. Beautiful pics of Ferraro’s Funky Farm with the familiar words of the Bard. Happy Mid-Summer.

  • Stuart Habley 06/23/2013, 12:10 pm

    Thank you Cari for bringing beauty into our world. With beauty in our world, our steps are a little lighter, our head a little more upright, our breath a little easier and our hearts a little fuller.
    smiles to you….
    Stuart and Suzanne

  • Michele 06/28/2013, 9:06 pm

    A gorgeous set of photos to illustrate some of the most lovely bits of the bard 🙂

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