The moonlight fades from flower and rose <br />And the stars dim one by one; <br />The tale is told, the song is sung, <br />And the Fairy feast is done. <br />The night-wind rocks the sleeping flowers, <br />And sings to them, soft and low. <br />The early birds erelong will wake: <br />'T is time for the Elves to go. <br /> <br />O'er the sleeping earth we silently pass, <br />Unseen by mortal eye, <br />And send sweet dreams, as we lightly float <br />Through the quiet moonlit sky;-- <br />For the stars' soft eyes alone may see, <br />And the flowers alone may know, <br />The feasts we hold, the tales we tell; <br />So't is time for the Elves to go. <br /> <br />From bird, and blossom, and bee, <br />We learn the lessons they teach; <br />And seek, by kindly deeds, to win <br />A loving friend in each. <br />And though unseen on earth we dwell, <br />Sweet voices whisper low, <br />And gentle hearts most joyously greet <br />The Elves where'er they go. <br /> <br />When next we meet in the Fairy dell, <br />May the silver moon's soft light <br />Shine then on faces gay as now, <br />And Elfin hearts as light. <br />Now spread each wing, for the eastern sky <br />With sunlight soon shall glow. <br />The morning star shall light us home: <br />Farewell! for the Elves must go.<br /><br />Louisa May Alcott<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fairy-song/
