Riley Child-Rhymes with Hoosier Pictures

The Pixy People

145 it was just a very merry fairy dream!— All the woods were airy With the gloom and gleam; Crickets in the clover Clattered clear and strong, And the bees droned over Their old honey-song. in the mossy passes, Saucy grasshoppers leapt about the grasses And the thistle-burs; And the whispered chuckle of the katydid Shoot the honeysuckle blossoms where he hid. 146 the pixy people Through the breezy mazes of the lazy June, Drowsy with the hazes, of the dreamy noon, little Pixy people Winged above the walk, Pouring from the steeple of a mullein-stalk. one—a gallant fellow— Evidently King,— Wore a plume of yellow in a jewelled ring on a pansy bonnet, Gold and white and blue, With the dew still on it, And the fragrance, too. one—a dainty lady,— Evidently queen,— Wore a gown of shady moonshine and green, With a lace of gleaming Starlight that sent All the dewdrops dreaming Everywhere she went. 148 the pixy people one wore a waistcoat of roseleaves, out and in, And one wore a faced-coat of tiger-lily-skin; And one wore a neat coat of palest galingale; And one a tiny street-coat, And one a swallow-tail. And ho! sang the King of them, And hey! sang the queen; And round and round the ring of them Went dancing o’er the green; And hey! sang the queen of them, And ho! sang the King— And all that i had seen of them —Wasn’t anything! it was just a very merry fairy dream!— All the woods were airy With the gloom and gleam; Crickets in the clover Clattered clear and strong, And the bees droned over Their old honey-song! ...