poet Robert Louis Stevenson

Robert Louis Stevenson

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Fairy Bread

Come up here, O dusty feet!
Here is fairy ready to eat.
Here in my retiring room,
Children ,you may dine
On the golden smell of broom
And the shade of pine;
And when you have eaten well,
Fairy stories hear and tell.

Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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  • Susan WilliamsSusan Williams (3/31/2016 2:53:00 PM)

    I would think a word has been dropped- - - eating a wee little fairy doesn't seem like a very sweet thing to so! ! ! Fairy bread makes more sense and less mess. Stevenson, I salute you. You are a great writer even after death because so few writers can write for children.

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  • Brian JaniBrian Jani (7/4/2014 6:35:00 AM)

    Fairy bread, nice and imaginative piece of poetry

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  • Barbara Rose Hughes (2/29/2012 11:36:00 PM)

    Misquoted? ? My memory says the second line should read Here is fairy bread to eat.

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