Fragment: Wine Of The Fairies

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Title:     Fragment: Wine Of The Fairies
Author: Percy Bysshe Shelley [More Titles by Shelley]

I am drunk with the honey wine
Of the moon-unfolded eglantine,
Which fairies catch in hyacinth bowls.
The bats, the dormice, and the moles
Sleep in the walls or under the sward
Of the desolate castle yard;
And when 'tis spilt on the summer earth
Or its fumes arise among the dew,
Their jocund dreams are full of mirth,
They gibber their joy in sleep; for few
Of the fairies bear those bowls so new!

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Percy Bysshe Shelley's poem: Fragment: Wine Of The Fairies

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