I fancy the good fairies dressed in white, Glancing like moon-beams through the shadows black; Without much work to do for king or hack. Training perhaps some twisted branch aright; Or sweeping faded Autumn leaves from sight To foster embryo life; or binding back Stray tendrils; or in ample bean-pod sack Bringing wild honey from the rocky height; Or fishing for a fly lest it should drown; Or teaching water-lily heads to swim, Fearful that sudden rain might make them sink; Or dyeing the pale rose a warmer pink; Or wrapping lilies in their leafy gown, Yet letting the white peep beyond the rim. -- | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SIXTY-EIGHTH BIRTHDAY by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: PETIT THE POET by EDGAR LEE MASTERS REJECTED ADDRESSES: THE BABY'S DEBUT, BY W. W. by JAMES SMITH (1775-1839) AMERICA by JAMES MONROE WHITFIELD THE LITTLE REBEL by JOSEPH ASHBY-STERRY |