The Fairy Queen

                                       The Fairy Queen

                                The fairy queen,

                                Was clad in green,

                                And danced beneath the Hemlocks tall,

                                For the trees made a roof for her woodland hall.

                       

                               

                               The hemlock boughs,

                               They made a wreath,

                               Or perhaps the sun’s shining sheath-

                               And moon’s soft beam.

                               The fairy queen,

                               Was clad in green,

                               And danced through a mossy dell:

                               For there a crystal spring did well.

                               And far away she did go,

                               And where she dances,

                               No man does know.