Come up here, O dusty feet! <br />Here is fairy ready to eat. <br />Here in my retiring room, <br />Children ,you may dine <br />On the golden smell of broom <br />And the shade of pine; <br />And when you have eaten well, <br />Fairy stories hear and tell.<br /><br />Robert Louis Stevenson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fairy-bread/
