Both lie under the shading yew,
Both lie under the churchyard mould.
SECOND MOVEMENT.
The Elves! the tiny tricksy Elves i
They love to treat their dainty selves,
To dancing' in the night-time.
'Tis twelve o'clock—the fairy hour?
For hark! the sounds from yonder tow'n
Inform me that's the right time.
Here comes the laughing, rabble rout;