The Fairy Pedant

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The Fairy Pedant

Scene:⁠—A circle of Druidic stones.

First Fairy

Afar from our lawn and our levee,

O sister of sorrowful gaze!

Where the roses in scarlet are heavy

And dream of the end of their days,

You move in another dominion

And hang o’er the historied stone:

Unpruned is your beautiful pinion

Who wander and whisper alone.

All

Come away while the moon’s in the woodland,

We’ll dance and then feast in a dairy.

Though youngest of all in our good band,

You are wasting away, little fairy.

Second Fairy

Ah! cruel ones, leave me alone now

While I murmur a little and ponder

The history here in the stone now;

Then away and away will I wander,

And measure the minds of the flowers,

And gaze on the meadow-mice wary,

And number their days and their hours⁠—

All

You are wasting away, little fairy.

Second Fairy

O shining ones, lightly with song pass,

Ah! leave me, I pray you and beg.

My mother drew forth from the long grass

A piece of a nightingale’s egg,

And cradled me here where are sung,

Of birds even, longings for aery

Wild wisdoms of spirit and tongue.

All

You are wasting away, little fairy.

First Fairy

Turning away.

Though tenderest roses were round you,

The soul of the pitiless place

With pitiless magic has bound you⁠—

Ah! woe for the loss of your face,

And loss of your laugh and its lightness⁠—

Ah! woe for your wings and your head⁠—

Ah! woe for your eyes and their brightness⁠—

Ah! woe for your slippers of red.

All

Come away while the moon’s in the woodland,

We’ll dance and then feast in a dairy.

Though youngest of all in our good band,

She is wasting away, little fairy.