Fairy voices, whisper to me, Whisper softly in mine ear; Tell me something sweet, you darlings, While I pause with pencil here; Come to me from realms of sunshine, Creep into my waiting mind With the words of love and friendship That I strive, in vain, to find. In this little album's contents, Thoughts there are both good and true, Thoughts whose tender, loving pathos Were inspired, I know, by you; And I fain would leave like tracings, For this friend, who would retain In among their silent whisp'rings, Gleams of me and of my name. Loving thoughts I have full many, And I would that you could tell Thoughts as beautiful and noble, In some weird and magic spell; Beauteous accents call to me; What! not coming? then, sweet fairies. Drop your veil of charity. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MACFLECKNOE; OR, A SATIRE UPON THE TRUE-BLUE-PROTESTANT POET by JOHN DRYDEN WHEN DEY 'LISTED COLORED SOLDIERS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR WITH A COPY OF HERRICK by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE ON THE DEATH OF A CAT by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI SEASONS (1) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE ABSTINENT LOVER by ABUL BAHR ONE PRAYER by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) JOHN THE BAPTIST by JOHN STUART BLACKIE WRITTEN TO GAALDINE PRISON CAVES TO A.G.A. by EMILY JANE BRONTE |