Beside the old hall-fire—upon my nurse’s knee,
Of happy fairy days—what tales were told to me!
I thought the world was once—all peopled with princesses,
And my heart would beat to hear—their loves and their distresses;
And many a quiet night—in slumber sweet and...

From “a Midsummer Night’s Dream,” Act II. Sc. 1.

OVER hill, over dale,
  Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
  Thorough flood, thorough fire,
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon’s sphere;
And I serve the fairy...

The Summer sun was sinking
  With a mild light, calm and mellow;
It shone on my little boy’s bonnie cheeks,
  And his loose locks of yellow.

The robin was singing sweetly,
  And his song was sad and tender;
And my little boy’s eyes, while he...

Poet: John Anster
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A fairy skipd upon my knee

Singing & dancing merrily

I said Thou thing of patches rings

Pins Necklaces & such like things

Disguiser of the Female Form

Thou paltry gilded poisnous...

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