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the night wind at sea. For his work now is done; All the water is sweet; He has turned each brown loaf, And breathed magic on it. The milk in the pan, And the bacon on beam He has "spelled" with his thumb, And bewitched has the dream. Not a mouse, not a moth, Not a spider but sat, And quaked as it wondered What next he'd be at. But his heart, O, his heart-- It belies his great nose; And at gleam of his eye Not a soul would suppose He had stooped with great thumbs, And big thatched head, To tuck his small mistress More snugly in bed. Who would think, now, a throat So lank and so thin Might make birds seem to warble In the dream she is in! Now hunched by the fire, While the embers burn low, He nods until daybreak, And at daybreak he'll go. Soon the first cock will 'light From his perch and point high His beak at the Ploughboy Grown pale in the sky; And crow will he shrill; Then, meek as a mouse, Lob will rouse up and shuffle Straight out of the house. His supper for breakfast; For wages his work; And to warm his great hands Just an hour in the mirk. BLUEBELLS Where the bluebells and the wind are, Fairies in a ring I spied, And I heard a little linnet Singing near beside. Where the primrose and the dew are-- Soon were sped the fairies all: Only now the green turf freshens, And the linnets call. [Illustration] THE HONEY ROBBERS [Illustration] There were two Fairies, Gimmul and Mel, Loved Earth Man's honey passing well; Oft at the hives of his tame bees They would their sugary thirst appease. When even began to darken to night, They would hie along in the fading light, With elf-locked hair and scarlet lips, And small stone knives to slit the skeps, So softly not a bee inside Should hear the woven straw divide. And then with sly and greedy thumbs Would rifle the sweet honeycombs. And drowsily drone to drone would say, "A cold, cold wind blows in this way"; And the great Queen would turn her head From face to face, astonished, And, though her maids with comb and brush Would comb and soothe and whisper, "Hush!" About the hive would sh
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