TO THE LADY-BIRD.

Lady-bird! lady-bird! fly away home— The field-mouse is gone to her nest; The daisies have shut up their sleepy red eyes, And the bees and the birds are at rest.

Lady-bird! lady-bird! fly away home— The glow-worm is lighting her lamp; The dew’s falling fast, and your fine speckled wings Will flag with the close-clinging damp.

Lady-bird! lady-bird! fly away home, The fairy-bells tinkle afar; Make haste, or they’ll catch you, and harness you fast, With a cobweb, to Oberon’s car.