As soft and white as the filmy gown
They wore to the dance that night.
Wrapped 'round with a drape of raveled gauze
Were these little fays so fair.
When out from a cloud a pale star beamed,
Bright diamonds sparkled, laughed, and gleamed
In their fleecy, tangled hair.
All ready, so pretty a crowd were they
That naught could their charms enhance;
Then softly and quickly they sped away,