THE FAIRY QUEEN.

See what a pretty Fairy Queen! Such a one is seldom seen: A little crown of golden hair, And little robes so clean and fair. All behind her trumpets blowing; All before her banners flowing; A valiant guard upon her right, With a sword so keen and bright; And on her left a dame discreet To answer her with converse sweet; And a prancing steed before Her triumphal car to draw. Surely such a Fairy Queen Has been very seldom seen: For guards and dames and steeds appear Her brothers and her sisters dear. And there the kind old nurse the while Looks on with merry jest and smile.