The Fairy

Said Ann to Matilda, "I wish that we knew If what we've been reading of fairies be true. Do you think that the poet himself had a sight of The fairies he here does so prettily write of? O what a sweet sight if he really had seen The graceful Titania, the Fairy-land Queen! If I had such dreams, I would sleep a whole year; I would not wish to wake while a fairy was near.-- Now I'll fancy that I in my sleep have been seeing A fine little delicate lady-like being, Whose steps and whose motions so light were and airy, I knew at one glance that she must be a fairy. Her eyes they were blue, and her fine curling hair Of the lightest of browns, her complexion more fair Than I e'er saw a woman's; and then for her height, I verily think that she measur'd not quite Two feet, yet so justly proportion'd withal, I was almost persuaded to think she was tall. Her voice was the little thin note of a sprite-- There--d'ye think I have made out a fairy aright? You'll confess, I believe, I've not done it amiss." "Pardon me," said Matilda, "I find in all this Fine description, you've only your young sister Mary Been taking a copy of here for a fairy."