Her face betokened all things dear and good,
The light of somewhat yet to come was there
Asleep, and waiting for the opening day.
Margaret in the Xebec. J. INGELOW.
Her face is like the Milky Way i' the sky,—
A meeting of gentle lights without a name.
Breunoralt. SIR J. SUCKLING.
A face with gladness overspread!
Soft smiles, by human kindness bred!
To a Highland Girl. W. WORDSWORTH.
FAIRY.
They're fairies! he that speaks to them shall die:
I'll wink and couch; no man their sports must eye.
Merry Wives of Windsor, Act v. Sc. 5. SHAKESPEARE.
This is the fairy land: O, spite of spites!
We talk with goblins, owls, and elvish sprites.
Comedy of Errors, Act ii. Sc. 2. SHAKESPEARE.
In silence sad,
Trip we after the night's shade:
We the globe can compass soon,
Swifter than the wand'ring moon.
Midsummer Night's Dream, Act iv. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.
Fairies, black, gray, green, and white,
You moonshine revellers, and shades of night.
Merry Wives of Windsor, Act v. Sc. 5. SHAKESPEARE.
Fairies use flowers for their charactery.
Merry Wives of Windsor, Act v. Sc. 5. SHAKESPEARE.
"Scarlet leather, sewn together,
This will make a shoe.
Left, right, pull it tight;
Summer days are warm;
Underground in winter,
Laughing at the storm!"
Lay your ear close to the hill,
Do you not catch the tiny clamor,
Busy click of an elfin hammer,
Voice of the Leprecaun singing shrill
As he merrily plies his trade?
He's a span
And quarter in height.
Get him in sight, hold him fast,
And you're a made
Man!
The Fairy Shoemaker. W. ALLINGHAM.
Some say no evil thing that walks by night,
In fog, or fire, by lake or moorish fen,
Blue meagre hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost
That breaks his magic chains at curfew time,
No goblin, or swart fairy of the mine,
Hath hurtful power o'er true virginity.
Comus. MILTON.