Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume VI. Fancy. 1904. | | | | Poems of Fancy: II. Fairies: Elves: Sprites | | The Flitting of the Fairies | | Jane Barlow (1857–1917) |
| | From “The End of Elfintown”
* * * * * FOR this holds true—too true, alas! | |
| The sky that eve was clear as glass, | |
| Yet no man saw the Faeries pass | |
| Where azure pathways glisten; | |
| And true it is—too true, ay me— | 5 |
| That nevermore on lawn or lea | |
| Shall mortal man a Faery see, | |
| Though long he look and listen. | |
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| Only the twilit woods among | |
| A wild-winged breeze hath sometimes flung | 10 |
| Dim echoes borne from strains soft sung | |
| Beyond sky-reaches hollow; | |
| Still further, fainter up the height, | |
| Receding past the deep-zoned night— | |
| Far chant of Fays who lead that flight, | 15 |
| Faint call of Fays who follow. | | | | |
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