Oases of delight! O blissful hours!
O happy, wished-for fairyland,
Where they may live in dreams the whole night long,
And hold communion with the elfish band.
Then to new joys they waken on the morrow,
From realms of dreams to realms of play.
O feasts of joys! Fairies’ fancies charm by night,
And real toys ’rapture them by day.
O to be a laughing child again tonight,—
Forever is the grown folk’s prayer,—