This is a found poem which I created from the play Macbeth by William Shakespear. Somewhat of a 'two for the price of one' poem.


Hie tee hither, my dearest love,
The labour we delight in physics pain,
Must have patience.
Come, let me clutch thee;
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still,
I deliver thee, my dearest,
Help me hence, ho!
To the amazement of mine eyes,
Macbeth, come to know the baby of a girl;
How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me,
That great bond,
Grapples you to the heart and love of us;
Thus to mine eyes,
Like stars, shall shine;
God bless us, tis the eye of childhood.