<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537208" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Fairy Pendant</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Scene: A circle of Druidic stones</div><div style="margin:10px 0">First Fairy: Afar from our lawn and our levee,<br>O sister of sorrowful gaze!<br>Where the roses in scarlet are heavy<br>And dream of the end of their days,<br>You move in another dominion<br>And hang o'er the historied stone:<br>Unpruned in your beautiful pinion<br>Who wander and whisper alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All: Come away while the moon's in the woodland,<br>We'll dance and then feast in a dairy.<br>Though youngest of all in our good band,<br>You are wasting away, little fairy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Second Fairy: Ah! cruel ones, leave me alone now<br>While I murmur a little and ponder<br>The history here in the stone now;<br>Then away and away I will wander,<br>And measure the minds of the flowers,<br>And gaze on the meadow-mice wary,<br>And number their days and their hours--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All: You're wasting away, little fairy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Second Fairy: O shining ones, lightly with song pass,<br>Ah! leave me, I pray you and beg.<br>My mother drew forth from the long grass<br>A piece of a nightingle's egg,<br>And cradled me here where are sung,<br>Of birds even, longings for aery<br>Wild wisdoms of spirit and tongue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All: You're wasting away, little fairy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">First Fairy [turning away]: Though the tenderest roses were round you,<br>The soul of this pitiless place<br>With pitiless magic has bound you--<br>Ah! woe for the loss of your face,<br>And the loss of your laugh with its lightness--<br>Ah! woe for your wings and your head--<br>Ah! woe for your eyes and their brightness--<br>Ah! woe for your slippers of red.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We'll dance and then feast in a dairy.<br>Though youngest of all in our good band,<br>She's wasting away, little fairy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Butler+Yeats">William Butler Yeats</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537208" data-title="The Fairy Pendant de William Butler Yeats" data-description="Scene: A circle of Druidic stones First Fairy: Afar from our lawn and our levee, O sister of sorrowful gaze! Where the roses in scarlet are heavy And dream of the end of their days, You move in another dominion And hang o'er the historied stone: ..."></div> </div> </div>

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