Dedication To My Children
Reading edition
One time I chanced upon a fairy ring Wherein Titania’s lieges held their court, And watched the fairies merrily disport, While sweetly the near nightingale did fling His magic music over everything, Till all in me was to that wonder wrought Where feeling reaches heights unknown to thought, Where spirit unto spirit seems to sing. My heart ached when too soon one fairy went To rest ’mid flow’rs, and yet it came to pass In that green world there seemed no room for fears,— By dancing joys fresh joy to me was sent, Though ever more that vacant place there was, When dews befell, and in my eyes were tears. W. J.
