20 February, 2026

The Flower Fairies, The May Fairy

 


My buds, they cluster small and green,

The sunshine gaineth heat:

Soon shall the  hawthorn tree be clothed,

As with a snowy sheet.

Oh magic sight, the hedge is white,

My scent is very sweet;

And lo, where I come indeed,

The Spring and Summer meet. 



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The Flower Fairies, The May Fairy

  My buds, they cluster small and green, The sunshine gaineth heat: Soon shall the  hawthorn tree be clothed, As with a snowy sheet. Oh magi...