Beleive in the Fairies...
Beleive in the Fairies
Who make dreams come true
Believe in the wonder
The stars and the moon
Believe in the magic
From the Fairies above,
They dance on the flowers
And sing songs of love
And if you just beleive
And always stay true
The Fairies will be there
To watch over you.
(Author unknown)
The Little Elf
I met a little elf once,
Down where the lilies blow.
I asked him why he was so small,
And why he did not grow.
He slightly frowned, and with his eye
He looked me through and through.
"I'm quite as big for me," said he,
"As you are big for you."
~~John Kendrick Bangs
Green
Once, twice, step softly, child.
Step softly into the green!
If they hear you, they will surely run,
and you will never see them, ever again….
Well, perhaps not until next year,
but then you might be too old….
You might not believe.
What's that? You say you won't ever forget?
That you will hold them in your heart forever?
I believe you think you will,
But if you make too much noise, the energy dies…
And true, you might know of them always,
You may wish for them to be…
But your eyes and ears,
they will be tainted.
Unable, and perhaps unwilling…
I used to believe in them too,
Knowing they sang,
& danced behind the green,
hearing them talk in my mind and my dreams,
calling to me….
But once I came,
and made too much noise,
and even though I almost heard them,
and almost knew that they were there,
I never saw them again.
And now their joyous songs
, are only faint whispers
in my desperately clinging thoughts.
I wish to bring them back child,
to Believe, But it is too late….
So walk softly child.
Don't make too much noise!
I want you to see them,
Now, and always….
~~Constance Barkley Lewis
One From Faerie
Sleep now, for you are tired.
Your strength is spent,
And your youth is long past.
You are old; ancient, even,
a tree withered, weathered & bent.
How old are you, really?
You have seen the age of Faerie,
You have seen the age of the Sea,
You have seen the age of bitter conquest,
You have seen the passing of all
and the coming of the age of man.
There were men then?
Yes,
They were, but only a few,
Elves, Dwarves, trolls, gnomes, dragons, & Wraiths,
they were many in the age of Faerie
Dark lords, wraiths, other dark things in dark corners,
Elves of Sea, Tree and Air, light and fair,
features sharp and Magick great.
Dwarves in their Halls of Stone,
Wrought steel and gems, beautiful weaponry,
Trolls in their mountain caves, bordering the Dwarves,
Gnomes burrowen depp in the ground.
Do you remember?
Do you remember those ages?
Well, enough for now,
I am satisfied in my needs & desires.
Sleep now, for you are tired.
Your strength is spent,
And your youth is long past.
~~Geannie Jensen
The Road to Fairyland
Do you seek the road to Fairyland
I'll tell; it's easy, quite.
Wait till a yellow moon gets up
O'er purple seas by night,
And gilds a shining pathway
That is sparkling diamond bright
Then, if no evil power be nigh
To thwart you, out of spite,
And if you know the very words
To cast a spell of might,
You get upon a thistledown,
And, if the breeze is right,
You sail away to Fairyland
Along this track of light.
~~Ernest Thompson Seton
Garden Entrance
Half a human world away
Long before once upon a time
Fairies would spend the livelong day
Romping o'er countrysides sublime.
But bit by bit, the humans came
Enroaching on their fairy ground
And fairies could not play the same
With mortals lumbering around.
The fairies soon felt sore displaced;
They had no other place to go.
They couldn't get rid of the human race,
What would they do? They didn't know.
And so, the Fairy Council met
For several days and then some hours
Deciding that the surest bet
Was to make their homes among the flowers.
Each fairy chose its own sweet bloom,
So that flower and fairy together
Made magic, music, sweet perfume,
And sunshine whatever the weather.
Come enter the garden of magical pleasure
Where the fairies frolic and flowers sway
To the music of wind chimes,come at your leisure,
A treasure of magic beckons you--stay!
~~Constance Barkley Lewis
Call of the Sidhe
Tarry thou yet, late lingerer in the twilight's glory
Gay are the hills with song: earth's faery children leave
More dim abodes to roam the primrose-hearted eve,
Opening their glimmering lips to breathe some wondrous story.
Hush, not a whisper! Let your heart alone go dreaming.
Dream unto dream may pass: deep in the heart alone
Murmurs the Might One his solemn undertone.
Canst thou not see adown the silver cloudland streaming
Rivers of rainbow light, dewdrop on dewdrop falling,
Starfire of silver flames, lighting the dark beneath?
And what enraptured hosts burn on the dusky heath!
Come thou away with them, for Heaven to Earth is calling.
These are Earth's voice--her answer--spirits thronging.
Come to the Land of Youth: the trees grown heavy there
Drop on the purple wave the ruby fruit they bear.
Drink: the immortal waters quench the spirit's longing.
Art thou not now, bright one, all sorrow past, in elation,
Filled with wild joy, grown brother-hearted with the vast,
Whither thy spirit wending flits the dim stars past
Unto the Light of Lights in burning adoration.
~~ A. E. (George Russell)
The Faerie Queen
Midnight glance is silence glazed
Misty shroud the leaves entwine
Long the fruit on bough has blossomed
Laden heavy hangs the vines
Silence still the west wind carries
The tangy taste of the distant sea
Dark and deep the nightshade berries
Twist about the burdened lea
The jingling bells are hardly noticed
First, so heavy is the night
Creeping slowly ever nearer
Bridled mare of deathly white
Now children in their beds of feather
Moan and dream the passing sound
An owl takes flight, a sprig of heather
Spills its burden to the ground
Fairy Queen that rides the darkness
With softly jingling bridle bells
Shadow of the ancient Mother
That on the wind of autumn dwells
Fairy Queen that claims the harvest
Yours the red fruit of the vine
Mab the song is unforgotten
The misty air the leaves entwine.
~~John C. Cyr
The Fairy Pendant
Scene: A circle of Druidic stones
First Fairy:
Afar from our lawn and our levee,
O sister of sorrowful gaze!
Where the roses in scarlet are heavy
And dream of the end of their days,
You move in another dominion
And hang o'er the historied stone:
Unpruned in your beautiful pinion
Who wander and whisper alone.
All:
Come away while the moon's in the woodland,
We'll dance and then feast in a dairy.
Though youngest of all in our good band,
You are wasting away, little fairy.
Second Fairy:
Ah! cruel ones, leave me alone now
While I murmur a little and ponder
The history here in the stone now;
Then away and away I will wander,
And measure the minds of the flowers,
And gaze on the meadow-mice wary,
And number their days and their hours--
All:
You're wasting away, little fairy.
Second Fairy:
O shining ones, lightly with song pass,
Ah! leave me, I pray you and beg.
My mother drew forth from the long grass
A piece of a nightingle's egg,
And cradled me here where are sung,
Of birds even, longings for aery
Wild wisdoms of spirit and tongue.
All:
You're wasting away, little fairy.
First Fairy [turning away]:
Though the tenderest roses were round you,
The soul of this pitiless place
With pitiless magic has bound you--
Ah! woe for the loss of your face,
And the loss of your laugh with its lightness--
Ah! woe for your wings and your head--
Ah! woe for your eyes and their brightness--
Ah! woe for your slippers of red.
All:
Come away while the moon's in the woodland,
We'll dance and then feast in a dairy.
Though youngest of all in our good band,
She's wasting away, little fairy.
~~William Butler Yeats
A Lover's Quarrel Among the Fairies
Scene: A moonlight moor. Fairies leading a child.
Male Fairies: Do not fear us, earthly maid!
We will lead you hand in hand
By the willows in the glade,
By the gorse on the high land,
By the pasture where the lambs
Shall awake with lonely bleat,
Shivering closer to their dams
From the rustling of our feet.
You will with the banshee chat,
And will find her good at heart,
Sitting on a warm smooth mat
In the green hill's inmost part.
We will bring a crown of gold
Bending humbly every knee,
Now thy great white doll to hold --
Oh, so happy would we be!
Ah it is so very big,
And we are so very small!
So we dance a fairy jig
To the fiddle's rise and fall.
Yonder see the fairy girls
All their jealousy display,
Lift their chins and toss their curls,
Lift their chins and turn away.
See you, brother, Cranberry Fruit --
He! ho! ho! the merry blade! --
Hugs and pets and pats yon newt,
Teasing every wilful maid.
Girl Fairies: Lead they one with foolish care,
Deafening us with idle sound --
One whose breathing shakes the air,
One whose footfall shakes the ground.
Come you, Coltsfoot, Mousetail, come!
Come I know where, far away,
Owls there be whom age makes numb;
Come and tease them till the day.
Puffed like puff-balls on a tree,
Scoff they at the modern earth --
Ah! how large mice used to be
In their days of youthful mirth!
Come, beside a sandy lake,
Feed a fire with stems of grass;
Roasting berries steam and shake --
Talking hours swiftly pass!
Long before the morning fire
Wake the larks upon the green.
Yonder foolish ones will tire
Of their tall, new-fangled queen.
They will lead her home again
To the orchard-circled farm;
At the house of weary men
Raise the door-pin with alarm,
And come kneeling on one knee,
While we shake our heads and scold
This their wanton treachery,
And our slaves be as of old.
William Butler Yeats
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