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.
