THE FAIRY'S SEARCH . ]l 



Called all her magic charms to birth 

 And made a paradise of Earth. 



'Mid scene thus fair, the sportive Fay 



Forgot her treasures far away, 



And lingered late, and listened long 



To pleasure's soft beguiling song, 



Until its witching cadence stole 



Like fascination o'er her soul. 



She woke as dreamers oft-times wake 



From some dear vision of delight. 



When morn's intruding footsteps break 



The airy structures of the night; 



She woke from rapture's tli rilling charnt 



To thoughts of care and fears of harm. 



With sad forebodings for her bower. 



Neglected since the t^^ iliglit hour. 



She left the Fairies magic ring 



And, like a bird on tireless wing, 



Flew fast a^^ay — but morning's eye 



Looked brightly o'er the eastern sky 



Ere she regain'd her home. Ah ! tlieiu 



How sadly chang'd appear'd the scene I 



How dark, hou desolate and lone. 



Like some deserted garden bound 



Where Autumn ^^inds, in mournful tone, 



Wail o'er the w ither'd leaflets strown 



In saddest ruin round. 



Some daring hand had stripp'd the bower 



Of every beauteous bud and flower 



And borne them all away. 



Far oif, amid the busy crowd 



Of a throng'd cily, now they smil'd, 



