Do fairies still peep, Do dormice still sleep, ’Neath toadstools of yellow & red? Do Elfins still dance, Do dragon-flies prance, On lily-pads by the pond’s edge? Do children still play, Each warm, lazy day, Linking daisy-chains by the score? Oh, ’tis hoped they still do, ’Neath skies – azure blue. Fashioning, fair day-dreams to store!