The Song of The Eyebright Fairy Eyebright for letter E: Where shall we look for him? Bright eyes we'll need to see Someone so small as he. Where is the nook for him? Look on the hillside bare, Nibbled by bunnies; Harebells and thyme are there, All in the open air Where the great sun is. There in the turf is he, (No sheltered nook for him!) Eyebright for letter E, Saying, "Please, this is me!" That's where to look for him.

The Song of The Fuchsia Fairy Fuchsia is a dancer Dancing on her toes, Clad in red and purple, By a cottage wall; Sometimes in a greenhouse, In frilly white and rose, Dressed in her best for the fairies' evening ball!

(This is the little out-door Fuchsia.)

The Song of The Gorse Fairies "When gorse is out of blossom," (Its prickles bare of gold) "Then kissing's out of fashion," Said country-folk of old. Now Gorse is in its glory In May when skies are blue, But when time is over, Whatever shall we do? O dreary would the world be, With everyone grown cold - Forlorn as prickly bushes Without their fairy gold! But this will never happen: At every time of year You'll find one bit of blossom - A kiss from someone dear!

The Song of The Herb Twopence Fairy Have you pennies? I have many: Each round leaf of mine's a penny, Two and two along the stem - Such a business, counting them! (While I talk, and while you listen, Notice how the green leaves glisten, Also every flower-cup: Don't I keep them polished up?) Have you one name? I have many: "Wandering Sailor", "Creeping Jenny", "Money-wort", and of the rest "Strings of Sovereigns" is the best, (That's my yellow flowers, you see.) "Meadow Runagates" is me, And "Herb Twopence". Tell me which Show I stray, and show I'm rich?