In honor of National Poetry Month...and my life in recent weeks:

[dakoopst]

"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.

Ding, dong, bell."

--William Shakespeare
The Merchant of Venice

Comments

[dakoopst]

It was a Britten piece, and you spelled it correctly. :)

I'm not famliar with that piece, but I've heard it in other settings.