I fell asleep, and dreamed of Fairy Land.— Of cruel monsters with red savage eyes, And yellow snowdrops, and strange twilight skies: A blue-haired fairy took me by the hand And led me towards a Palace where a band Of fays, with locks like the pink fronds that rise Within the sea-waves, danced in gleesome wise:— Then came the Fairy Queen with golden wand. She moved to meet me. When my eyes met hers, I felt along my veins a sudden thrill, As when the passionate young blood leaps and stirs:— I woke: I lay upon a low sand-hill 'Mid gold sea-poppies and the gaunt grey furze— But that Queen's hazel glances haunt me still. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LAIS' MIRROR by DECIMUS MAGNUS AUSONIUS TO A CRITIC OF TENNYSON by AMBROSE BIERCE IN VINCULIS; SONNETS WRITTEN IN AN IRISH PRISON: THE COURT OF PENANCE by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT SONG, FR. A VISION OF GIOGIONE: GEMMA'S SONG ON THE WATER by GORDON BOTTOMLEY CAELIA: SONNETS: 10 by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) MEETING AGAIN by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON ONE THING by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |