Thomas Hood

(1789-1845 / London / England)

A Lake And A Fairy Boat


A lake and a fairy boat
To sail in the moonlight clear, -
And merrily we would float
From the dragons that watch us here!

Thy gown should be snow-white silk
And strings of oriental pearls,
Like gossamers dipped in milk,
Should twine with thy raven curls!

Red rubies should deck thy hands,
And diamonds should be thy dower -
But fairies have broke their wands,
And wishing has lost its power!

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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  • Jennifer Clack (1/3/2006 4:28:00 AM)

    My father used to sing this as a boy. It was a song he learned at school in about the early 1920's. Does anyone know who might have set the poem to music, and/or where it could be obtained? (Report) Reply

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