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.
