• Little masters, hat in hand
    Let me in your presence stand,
    Till your silence solve for me
    This your threefold mystery.

    Tell me—for I long to know—
    How, in darkness there below,
    Was your fairy fabric spun,
    Spread and fashioned, three in one

    Did your gossips gold and blue,
    Sky and Sunshine, choose for you,
    Ere...