Faeries.
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The Faerie Dance
William Shakespeare : Midsummer Nights Dream
By the moon we sport and play
With the night begins our day
As we dance, the dew both fall
Trip it little urchins all
Lightly as the little bee
Two by two and three by three -
I'd Loved To Be a Fairy's Child
Robert Graves
Children born of fairy stock
Never need shirt or frock,
Never want for food or fire,
Always gets their heart's desire;
Jingle pockets full of gold,
Marry when they're seven years old,
Every fairy child may keep,
Two strong ponies and ten sheeps;
All have houses, each his own,
Build of bricks or granite stone;
They live on cherries, they run wild,
I'd love to be a fairy's child. -
If You See A Faery Ring
William Shakespeare
If you see a faery ring
In a field of grass,
Very lightly step around,
Tip-toe as you pass,
Last night faeries frolicked there
And they're sleeping somewhere near,
If you see a tiny faery,
Lying fast asleep,
Shut your eyes,
And run away,
Do not peek!
Do not tell,
Or you'll break a faery spell. -
The Road to Fairyland
Ernest Thompson Seton
Do you seek the road to Fairyland?
I'll tell; it's easy, quite.
Wait till a yellow moon gets up o'er purple seas by night,
And gilds a shining pathway that is sparkling diamond bright
Then, if no evil power be nigh to thwart you, out of spite,
And if you know the very words to cast a spell of might,
You get upon a thistledown and if the breeze is right,
You sail away to Fairyland
Along this track of light. -
Anonymous fairy poem
The woods are full of faeries!
The trees are all alive;
The river overflows with them,
See how they dip and dive!
What funny little fellows!
What dainty little dears!
They dance and leap,
and prance and peep,
And utter fairy cheers! -
e pics of e faeries look so beautiful......
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more to come........Originally posted by harryryan:e pics of e faeries look so beautiful......
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FLOWER FAIRIES
Philip Bourke Marston
Flower fairies -- have you found them,
When the summer's dusk is falling,
With the glow-worms watching round them;
Have you heard them softly calling?
Silent stand they through the noonlight,
In their flower shapes, fair and quiet;
But they hie them forth by moonlight
Ready then to sing and riot.
I have heard them; I have seem them,
Light from their bright petals raying;
And the trees bent down to screen them,
Great, wise trees, too old for playing.
Hundreds of them, all together,
Flashing flocks of flying fairies,
Crowding through the summer weather,
Seeking where the coolest air is.
And they tell the trees that know them,
As upon their boughs they hover,
Of the things that chance below them,
How the rose has a new lover.
And the gay Rose laughs, protesting,
"Neighbour Lily is a fickle."
Then they search where birds are nesting,
And their feathers softly tickle.
Then away they all dance, sweeping,
Having drunk their fill of gladness.
But the trees, their night-watch keeping,
Thrill with tender, pitying sadness;
For their know of bleak December,
When each bough left cold and bare is,
When they only shall remember
The bright visits of the fairies,
When the roses and the lilies
Shall be gone, to come back never
From the land where all so still is
That they sleep and sleep for ever. -
THE FAIRY BEAM UPON YOU
From "The Gypsies Metamorphosed"
Ben Johnson
The fairy beam upon you,
The stars to glister on you;
A moon of light
In the noon of night,
Till the fire-drake hath o'ergone you.
The wheel of fortune guide you
The boy with the bow beside you;
Run aye in the way
Till the bird of day,
And the luckier lot betide you.
To the old, long life and treasure,
To the young, all health and pleasure;
To the fair, their face
With eternal grace,
And the foul to be lov'd at leisure.
To the witty, all clear mirrors,
To the foolish, their dark errors;
To the loving sprite,
A secure delight;
To the jealous, his own false terrors. -
coolz~
Faes are pretty!
Jie~! MORE!!!! -
"The land of faery,
Where nobody gets old and godly and grave,
Where nobody gets old and crafty and wise,
Where nobody gets old and bitter of tongue."
--William Butler Yeats -
Originally posted by En':coolz~
Faes are pretty!
Jie~! MORE!!!!
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Changeling
by Enia Saaski Oak
My dear Mumsie,
I thought I'd better tell you,
I think you should warned,
That I will not be here
when you wake up in the morn.
There will be another girl,
Your real daughter don't you know.
With hair as golden as the sun,
And skin as pale as snow.
I'm not the real Rebekah,
no matter what you tell the folk.
My real, true, pretty,
'chanted name's Enia Saaski Oak.
I come from oh so far away,
they call it fairyland.
I live with other elfin folk,
my dear, beloved band.
I have longed to go back,
'Tis the place I do belong,
The days here are so dull,
And very, very long.
I want to fly in the breeze,
I want to dance with the trees
To be back in faerieland
Is always what I long.
But tonight the elfin folk are gonna take me back
Don't ask me how I know.
I know I'm gonna go back,
To where the flowers glow.
Soon I'll be forgotten
By animals and the folk
From now on you'll have Rebekah
'Stead of Enia Saaski Oak -
THE DREAM FAIRY
Thomas Hood
A little fairy comes at night,
Her eyes are blue, her hair is brown,
With silver spots upon her wings,
And from the moon she flutters down.
She has a little silver wand,
And when a good child goes to bed
She waves her wand from left to right
And makes a circle round her head.
And then it dreams of pleasant things,
Of fountains filled with fairy fish,
And trees that bear dilicious fruit,
And bow their branches at a wish;
Of arbours filled with dainty scents
From lovely flowers that never fade,
Bright flies that glitter in the sun,
And glow-worms shining in the shade;
And talking birds with gifted tongues
For singing songs and telling tales,
And pretty dwarfs to show the way
Through fairy hills and fairy dales. -
OI....think i m gon go marry a fae!!!!!all so pretty one.....
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Those that see the people of Faerie most often,
and so have the most of their wisdom,
are often very poor, but often, too,
they are thought to have a strength beyond man."
--W.B. Yeats -
WATER-LILIES
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
Come away, Elves, while the dew is sweet,
Come to the dingles where Fairies meet;
Know that the lilies have spread their bells
O'er all the pools in our forest dells;
Stilly and lightly their vases rest
On quivering sleep of the water's breast,
catching the sunshine throught leaves that throw
To their scented bosoms an emerald glow;
and a star from the depth of each pearly cup,
A golden star unto Heaven looks up,
As if seeking its kindred where bright they lie,
Set in the blue of the summer sky.
Come away! under arching boughs we'll float,
Making those urns each a Faerie boat
We'll row them with reeds o'er the fountains free,
And a tall flag-leaf shall our streamer be,
And we'll send out wild music so sweet and low,
It shall seem from the bright flower's heart to flow,
As if 'twere breeze with a flute's low sigh,
Or water drops train'd into melody.
Come away! for the midsummer sun grows strong,
And the life of the lily may not be long. -
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Where are the fairies? Where can we find them?
We've seen the fairy rings, they leave behind them when they have danced all night,
Where do they go? Lark, in the sky above, Say, do you know?
It is a secret, no one is telling.
Why, in your garden, surely their dwelling!
No need for journeying, Seeking afar:
Where there are flowers, there fairies are!"
--Cicely Mary Barker -
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Faerie One Little and Wise
Little faerie with fragile wings,
Dance with me among the springs.
Giggle and flirt with the sun,
Within the shadows lies all the fun.
From your flute pleasing music flows,
As you sit upon thy fragrant rose.
I hear your laughter as I near the brook,
Among the garden I shall look.
"Little one come out to play,"
"The dew for tells a beautiful day."
"Look inside yourself," the faerie says,
"To find true love and one that cares."
I hear her laughter fade away,
So I sit and search for love this day.
Although surrounded by the beauty of thy garden,
The love within thy heart would not pardon.
As dusk grows near,
Sweet flute music fills thy ears.
"Oh faerie one little and wise,"
"Why is love so full of lies?"
"Do as I say," she said to me,
"Within thy heart true love be."
Written by
Amy Banks -
A Fairy Song
(A song the Fairy people sang over the
bridal bed of Diarmuid and Grania.)
We who are old, old and gay,
O so old!
Thousands of years, thousands of years,
If all were told:
Give to these children, new from the world,
Silence and love;
And the long dew-dropping hours of the night,
And the stars above:
Give to these children, new from the world,
Rest far from men.
Is anything better, anything better?
Tell us it then:
Us who are old, old and gay,
O so old!
Thousands of years, thousands of years,
If all were told.
by William Butler Yeats -
THE CHILD AND THE FAERIES
The woods are full of faeries!
The trees are all alive;
The river overflows with them,
See how they dip and dive!
What funny little fellows!
What dainty little dears!
They dance and leap, and prance and peep,
And utter fairy cheers!
I'd like to tame a fairy,
To keep it on a shelf, and dress its little self.
I'd teach it pretty manners,
It always should say "please",
And then you know I'd make it sew,
And curtsy with its knees.
Author Unknown -
The Land of The Fey
Beyond the mists
Beyond the seas
There lived a people fair
of tiny size and bright green eyes
And yellow-golden hair
They sang and danced
They skipped, they pranced
They sang of magical power
of starlight
and of mystical moonlight
upon the eleven hour
The song of time,
Necklace of thyme,
will take to one day
the magical,
mystical,
magnificent,
Land of the Fey
Written By
Madison Voltaire Crocker