Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | March 18, 2009

POEM OF THE DAY: Song of Fairies Robbing an Orchard

by James Henry Leigh Hunt (1784 – 1859).


Song of Fairies Robbing an Orchard


We, the Fairies, blithe and antic,

Of dimensions not gigantic,

Though the moonshine mostly keep us,

Oft in orchards frisk and peep us.


Stolen sweets are always sweeter,                    5

Stolen kisses much completer,

Stolen looks are nice in chapels,

Stolen, stolen, be your apples.


When to bed the world are bobbing,

Then’s the time for orchard-robbing;              10

Yet the fruit were scarce worth peeling,

Were it not for stealing, stealing. 



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