I fancy the good fairies dressed in white, Glancing like moon-beams through the shadows black; Without much work to do for king or hack. Training perhaps some twisted branch aright; Or sweeping faded Autumn leaves from sight To foster embryo life; or binding back Stray tendrils; or in ample bean-pod sack Bringing wild honey from the rocky height; Or fishing for a fly lest it should drown; Or teaching water-lily heads to swim, Fearful that sudden rain might make them sink; Or dyeing the pale rose a warmer pink; Or wrapping lilies in their leafy gown, Yet letting the white peep beyond the rim. -- | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GERANIUMS by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON THE INCHCAPE ROCK by ROBERT SOUTHEY VERSES, SUGGESTED BY THE FUNERAL OF AN EPITAPH IN BURY CHURCH-YARD by BERNARD BARTON AGNOSTIC TO MYSTIC by WILLIAM ROSE BENET HOLLYWOOD NOCTURNE by JANE BOWER RETALIATION by MARGARET E. BRUNER QUAIL AND THRUSH by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |