English poem
Fancy And Fact
by Howard Pyle (1853–1911)
O! a shepherd and a shepherdess, They dwelt in Arcadee, And they were dressed in Watteau dress, Most charming for to see.
They sat upon the dewy grass, With buds and blossoms set. And the shepherd played unto the lass, Upon a flageolet.
It seemed to me as though it was A very pleasant thing; Particularly so because The time of year was Spring.
But, O! the ground was damp, and so, At least, I have been told, The shepherd caught the lumbago, The shepherdess, a cold.
My darling Child! the fact is That the Poets often sing Of those joys which in the practice Are another sort of thing.
H. P.
the angel and faggot-maker sitting together, the faggot-maker going into the bottle, and the faggot-maker coming out again.]