Bluebell Fairy

The bluebell fairy's cast her spell
By sipping nectar of the glens;
At dusk she rings the sweet harebell.

Her home’s a hollow tortoise shell.
O'er every creature she befriends
The bluebell fairy‘s cast her spell.
Oh, elfin music she knows well,

Above the mushroomed hills it blends;
At dusk she rings the sweet harebell.
Her golden harp plays through the dell,

At sunset, how her voice extends;
The bluebell fairy’s cast her spell.
While from the east her notes compel
Harsh nature to make due amends,

At dusk she rings the sweet harebell.
The pixies, fairies, elves as well,
Are charmed as melody transcends--
The bluebell fairy’s cast her spell,
At dusk she rings the sweet harebell.