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Poetry · Poem
COME unto these yellow sands
William ShakespeareEnglish RenaissancePoem
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SOURCE TEXT · English original
COME unto these yellow sands, And then take hands: Court’sied when you have, and kiss’d,— The wild waves whist,— Foot it featly here and there; And, sweet sprites, the burthen bear. Hark, hark! Bow, wow, The watch-dogs bark. Bow, wow. Hark, hark! I hear The strain of strutting chanticleer Cry, Cock-a-diddle-dow!
Cultural reading
Reading the poem
A singer calls dancers to take hands and foot it on the sands while the waves fall silent, then breaks off to listen to barking watch-dogs and a crowing cock.
Language notes
Text and edition
The heading is the first line; the source provides no title and no context for the "sweet sprites" addressed in the song.