FAIRY SONG.

ing-dong, The Sun has gone: A crimson night-gown he put on: I saw him cover up his head: Ding dong, He's now in bed. Fairy maid, Come to the glade: The meadow is with pearls arrayed: The moonbeams cling to every tree Lovingly. From thy bower To dance an hour Come, and leave the cosy flower That cradles thee. Fairy man, Arise, arise! Stars are dancing in the skies: Leaves are dancing on the trees To the music of night's breeze. Come a-tripping, Come a-tripping, Time is slipping fast away, Ever slipping towards the day! Drag each lazy fairy-fellow From his sleepy bed; Dress him up in crocus yellow, Or in roses red. Arise, arise! Stars are kissing in the skies. Ding-dong, The Sun has gone: A crimson night-gown he put on: I saw him cover up his head: Ding-dong, He's safe in bed.