Top 100 Poems About: FAIRY

In this page, poems on / about “fairy” are listed.
  • 1.
    A Fairy Song

    Over hill, over dale,
    Thorough bush, thorough brier,
    Over park, over pale,
    Thorough flood, thorough fire! read more »

    William Shakespeare
  • 2.
    Faery Songs

    Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear!
    The flower will bloom another year.
    Weep no more! oh, weep no more! read more »

    John Keats
  • 3.
    I'D Love To Be A Fairy's Child

    Children born of fairy stock
    Never need for shirt or frock,
    Never want for food or fire,
    Always get their hearts desire: read more »

    Robert Graves
  • 4.
    Now The Hungry Lion Roars

    PUCK sings:
    NOW the hungry lion roars,
    And the wolf behowls the moon;
    Whilst the heavy ploughman snores, read more »

    William Shakespeare
  • 5.

    Dim vales- and shadowy floods-
    And cloudy-looking woods,
    Whose forms we can't discover
    For the tears that drip all over! read more »

    Edgar Allan Poe
  • 6.
    A Fairy Song

    Stay, silver ray,
    Till the airy way we wing
    To the shade of the glade
    Where the fairies dance and sing: read more »

    William Percy French
  • 7.
    Invocation To The Fairies

    FAYS and Fairies haste away!
    This is Harriet's holiday:
    Bring the lyre, and bring the lute,
    Bring the sweetly-breathing flute; read more »

    Felicia Dorothea Hemans
  • 8.
    I Stood Against The Window

    I STOOD against the window

    And looked between the bars,
    And there were strings of fairies read more »

    Rose Fyleman
  • 9.
    The Fairies

    If ye will with Mab find grace,
    Set each platter in his place;
    Rake the fire up, and get
    Water in, ere sun be set. read more »

    Robert Herrick
  • 10.
    The Night-Swans

    'Tis silence on the enchanted lake,
    And silence in the air serene,
    Save for the beating of her heart,
    The lovely-eyed Evangeline. read more »

    Walter de la Mare
  • 11.
    Green Rain

    Into the scented woods we'll go,
    And see the blackthorn swim in snow.
    High above, in the budding leaves,
    A brooding dove awakes and grieves; read more »

    Mary Webb
  • 12.
    The Fairy

    ‘COME hither, my Sparrows,
    My little arrows.
    If a tear or a smile
    Will a man beguile, read more »

    William Blake
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