Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.
Winthrop Mackworth Praed. 18021839660. Fairy Song
HE has conn’d the lesson now; | |
He has read the book of pain: | |
There are furrows on his brow; | |
I must make it smooth again. | |
Lo! I knock the spurs away; | 5 |
Lo! I loosen belt and brand; | |
Hark! I hear the courser neigh | |
For his stall in Fairy-land. | |
Bring the cap, and bring the vest; | |
Buckle on his sandal shoon; | 10 |
Fetch his memory from the chest | |
In the treasury of the moon. | |
I have taught him to be wise | |
For a little maiden’s sake;— | |
Lo! he opens his glad eyes, | 15 |
Softly, slowly: Minstrel, wake! |