Bluebells

Bluebells

Walter de la Mare

Where the bluebells and the wind are, 
Fairies in a ring I spied, 
And I heard a little linnet 
Singing near beside. 
Where the primrose and the dew are, 
Soon were sped the fairies all: 
Only now the green turf freshens, 
And the linnets call.”

 


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