Excerpt from The Juvenile Instructor, Vol. 57: April, 1922Forth from the grey and the silence of dawn, With tripping of frolicsome feet, A band of wee fairies we bound o'er the hills, To dance on the land and the deep.Our tresses Of gold ¿oat aglint on the breeze, As we waken the blossoms from sleep, And through every branch of each bush and each bough, _with eyes sparkling bright, shyly peep.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.