The Art of
Cicely Mary Barker
O bells, on stems so thin and fine! No human ear Your sound can hear, O lightly chiming bells of mine! When dim and dewy twilight falls, Then comes the time When harebells chime For fairy feasts and fairy balls. They tinkle while the fairies play, With dance and song, The whole night long, Till daybreak wakens, cold and grey, And elfin music fades away. |