All the names I know from nurse: Gardener's garters, Shepherd's purse, Bachelor's buttons, Lady's smock, And the Lady Hollyhock. Fairy places, fairy things, Fairy woods where the wild bee wings, Tiny trees for tiny dames -- These must all be fairy names! Tiny woods below whose boughs Shady fairies weave a house; Tiny tree-tops, rose or thyme, Where the braver fairies climb! Fair are grown-up people's trees, But the fairest woods are these; Where, if I were not so tall, I should live for good and all. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE QUEEN by ALFRED TENNYSON FOOT-PRINTS by ANNE MILLAY BREMER EUTHANASIA by BORIS NIKOLAYEVICH BUGAYEV THE CARLES OF DYSART by ROBERT BURNS TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. BY THE SHORE by EDWARD CARPENTER |