The Agrimony Fairies
The Bee Orchis Fairy
The Black Medick Fairies
The Cat's Ear Fairy
The Chicory Fairy
The Convolvulus Fairy
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Wreathing the hedges
I ramble and twine;
The roadside is tangled
With garlands of mine.
Im little Convolvulus,
Bindweed as well;
I know all the secrets
The fairies can tell.
I spread a pink carpet
For lightest of feet;
I smell like blanc-manage
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The Fumitory Fairy
Goose-Grass Flower Fairy
The Greater Celandine Fairy
The Ground Ivy Fairy
The Horned Poppy
The Jack-Go-To-Bed-At-Noon Fairy
The Red Campion Fairy
The Red Clover Fairy
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The fairy:
O, what a great big bee
Has come to visit me!
He's come to find my honey.
O, what a great big bee!
The bee:
O, what a great big Clover!
I'll search it all over,
And gather all it's honey.
O, what a great big Clover! |
The Ribwort Plantain Fairy
The Rose-Bay Willow-Herb Fairy
The Self-Heal Fairy
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When little elves have cut themselves,
Or Mouse has hurt her tail,
Or Froggies arm has come to harm,
This herb will never fail.
The fairys skill can cure each ill
And soothe the sorest pain;
Shell bathe, and bind, and soon theyll find
That they are well again.
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The Sow Thistle Fairy
The Storks-bill Fairy
The Scentless Mayweed Fairy
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Like a daisy - not a daisy!
(For these leaves of mine
Aren't a bit like any daisy's
They are cut so fine!)
By the cornfield, by the 'lotments,
By the trodden ways,
Any place will do for Mayweed
With her snowy rays. |
The Sorrel Fairy
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Little ladies clan in gold and white
The ox-eye daisies stand;
And by them risen up the height
Of the sorrel near at hand,
Who keep watch like trusty knight
Through out the meadow-hand.
O coral red of Sorrel's head!
O banner that I hold
Above the meadow-grass outspread
And daisies white and gold,
Until my dangling seeds are shed,
And summer growth old. |
The Thistle Fairy
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I am the soldier of the field,
All armed with swords and spears;
Beware the weapons which I wield,
Unless you look for tears.
The prickles of my leaves and stem
Can stab as needles do;
But, if you never handle them,
They'll do no harm to you.
And presently my purple crown,
Which looks so brave to-day,
Shall turn to softest thistle-down
And lightly float away. |
The Tansy Fairy
The White Bindweed Fairy
The White Campion Fairy
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The Lady Summer now doth reign
In rich and queenly state,
And I among her royal train
Within her meadows wait.
O little heed have I for fame,
And little do I care
If few do know me by my name
And none do call me rare.
No fairer sight, no purer white,
Than this of mine is seen;
I stand in spotless livery
And serve my Lady Queen.
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The Wild Thyme Fairy
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O people of the town,
Come seek me on the down,
The sunny open hill-top, wide and free,
Where the turf beneath your feet
Is good and clean and sweet,
The air is swept with breezes from the sea;
And you who breathe my scent,
Shall find your heart's content
For ever in the land of downs with me. |
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