William Shakespeare

Here you will find the Poem Love of poet William Shakespeare


TELL me where is Fancy bred, 
Or in the heart or in the head? 
How begot, how nourished? 
   Reply, reply. 
It is engender'd in the eyes, 
With gazing fed; and Fancy dies 
In the cradle where it lies. 
   Let us all ring Fancy's knell: 
   I'll begin it,--Ding, dong, bell. 
All. Ding, dong, bell.