FAIRY FAVOURS.
I
I have dreamt of fairy favours,
Of the gold that lies conceal'd,
Where no outward mark betrays it
In the poor man's sterile field.
Is not Industry the fairy,
Who can call those favours forth,
And can raise a golden harvest
From the bosom of the earth?
II
I have dreamt of fairy favours,
Of the spell that will secure
True love thro' all its trials,
Still as holy and as pure:
Is not Constancy the fairy?
Is not Innocence her spell?
Yes, a paradise she raises,
Where true love delights to dwell.
III
I have dreamt of fairy favours,
Of a home of perfect bliss;
No monarch has a palace
Half so beautiful as this!
And is not Content the fairy
Who beholds the map unfurl'd;
And points to her own dwelling
As the best in all the world?
