The Plea of the Midsummer Fairies

From The Plea of the Midsummer Fairies

The pastoral cowslips are our little pets,
And daisy stars, whose firmament is green;
Pansies, and those veil’d nuns, meek violets,
Sighing to that warm world from which they screen;
And golden daffodils, pluck’d for May’s Queen;
And lonely harebells, quaking on the heath;
And Hyacinth, long since a fair youth seen,
Whose tuneful voice, turn’d fragrance in his breath,
Kiss’d by sad Zephyr, guilty of his death.’


2 thoughts on “The Plea of the Midsummer Fairies

  1. Faye

    There is pathos and beauty in this poem of Thomas Hood. Thoughts came to me of what is sacrificed to bring a touch of beauty and love to someone else. Thanks for blog.

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