Drank deep unto the fairy child,
And blessed the good St Ann.
THE DWARF
'Now, Jinnie, my dear, to the dwarf be off,
That lives in Barberry Wood,
And fetch me some honey, but be sure you don't laugh,—
He hates little girls that are rude, are rude,
He hates little girls that are rude.'
Jane tapped at the door of the house in the wood,