When all our dancing days are past.”
The reader will probably remember Queen Mab’s very quaint and beautiful song in Percy’s Reliques of English Poetry:—
“Come, follow, follow me,
You fairy elves that be:
Which circle on the green,
Come follow Mab your queen.
Hand in hand let’s dance around,
For this place is fairy ground.
“Upon a mushroom’s head
Our table-cloth we spread;