TO A FAIRY
I met a fairy tall and slight with eyes like blue cornflowers;
Her hair was like a pale sunbeam and clung about her brows;
Her face was like a sweet, white rose
In all its dainty, soft repose
And winsomeness.
Her hair was like a pale sunbeam and clung about her brows;
Her face was like a sweet, white rose
In all its dainty, soft repose
And winsomeness.
Her gown was white, like pale moon-mist and in its shimmering folds
Were stars of gold, that nestled close and gleamed about her form;
Her step was light and full of grace
And in its gliding I could trace
A queenliness.
Were stars of gold, that nestled close and gleamed about her form;
Her step was light and full of grace
And in its gliding I could trace
A queenliness.
A crown there rested on her head, that shown like glistening dew.
And from its center, there, I saw a golden star expand,—
Above her snowy brows it gleamed
And from its golden center beamed
Soft luminance.
And from its center, there, I saw a golden star expand,—
Above her snowy brows it gleamed
And from its golden center beamed
Soft luminance.
Within her hand she held a wand, as white as fallen snow.
And twisted all about its length were gleams of silver dew.—
Upon its point there flashed a star
Like those in heaven seen afar,—
In midnight skies.
And twisted all about its length were gleams of silver dew.—
Upon its point there flashed a star
Like those in heaven seen afar,—
In midnight skies.
She stood before me silently, a smile upon her lips.—
Yet sweeter far than all her grace and dainty loveliness,
Was the sweet lovelight in her eyes,
That seemed a gleam of paradise,
That fell on me.
Yet sweeter far than all her grace and dainty loveliness,
Was the sweet lovelight in her eyes,
That seemed a gleam of paradise,
That fell on me.
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