Here you will find the Poem The Fairy Pendant of poet William Butler Yeats
Scene: A circle of Druidic stones First Fairy: Afar from our lawn and our levee, O sister of sorrowful gaze! Where the roses in scarlet are heavy And dream of the end of their days, You move in another dominion And hang o'er the historied stone: Unpruned in your beautiful pinion Who wander and whisper alone. All: Come away while the moon's in the woodland, We'll dance and then feast in a dairy. Though youngest of all in our good band, You are wasting away, little fairy. Second Fairy: Ah! cruel ones, leave me alone now While I murmur a little and ponder The history here in the stone now; Then away and away I will wander, And measure the minds of the flowers, And gaze on the meadow-mice wary, And number their days and their hours-- All: You're wasting away, little fairy. Second Fairy: O shining ones, lightly with song pass, Ah! leave me, I pray you and beg. My mother drew forth from the long grass A piece of a nightingle's egg, And cradled me here where are sung, Of birds even, longings for aery Wild wisdoms of spirit and tongue. All: You're wasting away, little fairy. First Fairy [turning away]: Though the tenderest roses were round you, The soul of this pitiless place With pitiless magic has bound you-- Ah! woe for the loss of your face, And the loss of your laugh with its lightness-- Ah! woe for your wings and your head-- Ah! woe for your eyes and their brightness-- Ah! woe for your slippers of red. We'll dance and then feast in a dairy. Though youngest of all in our good band, She's wasting away, little fairy.