Offered rare incense for the stars' delight.

Robin and catbird sought her iris pool,

Fluttered and bathed them in its shallow cool,

Then poised one happy moment on the banks

To offer to the stream their lyric thanks.

Edward Bliss Reed.

ON A MIDSUMMER DAY

O, grown-ups cannot understand

And grown-ups never will,

How short's the way to fairy-land