KNOCK ON WOOD.
Eons since, in the golden days,
When the forests thronged with fauns and fays,
Whenever a nymph was in danger she could
Find comfort and rest in the heart of the wood.
When the forests thronged with fauns and fays,
Whenever a nymph was in danger she could
Find comfort and rest in the heart of the wood.
Once in that time long since agone,
A fay was closely pursued by a faun;
All breathless beside an oak she stood,
And softly began to knock on wood.
A fay was closely pursued by a faun;
All breathless beside an oak she stood,
And softly began to knock on wood.
O happy thought! a door swung side,
And soon the fay was safe inside.
And thankfully she understood,
'Twas because she happened to knock on wood.
And soon the fay was safe inside.
And thankfully she understood,
'Twas because she happened to knock on wood.
Now since that time, long years are flown,
And faun and fay alike are gone;
But if we would have our fortune good,
We must not forget to knock on wood.
And faun and fay alike are gone;
But if we would have our fortune good,
We must not forget to knock on wood.
The years are fled,
The fauns are dead,
That followed the fays with flying feet;
But the list'ning ear
Can almost hear
Their voices still in some green retreat.
The fauns are dead,
That followed the fays with flying feet;
But the list'ning ear
Can almost hear
Their voices still in some green retreat.
And now there stands
Built up by hands,
A town where the home of the wood-nymphs stood;
Still voices call
Through bower and hall;
"Always remember to knock on wood."
Built up by hands,
A town where the home of the wood-nymphs stood;
Still voices call
Through bower and hall;
"Always remember to knock on wood."
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