ELF Rumour? Ay, the airy fay, <br /> That treads the air unseen by any; <br />From town to town, her bugle's blown, <br /> And merry are her pranks, and many. <br /> <br />Her news our ears now charm, our fears <br /> Now stir, as with a clap of thunder, <br />And while we cry out, What? she'll fly, <br /> With Laughter at her heels, and Wonder.<br /><br />Joseph Skipsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rumour-8/
