Do you believe in fairies?

Chapter 27: TO—

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About This Book

A collection of short fantasies and lyrical poems written with a childlike eye, presenting whimsical encounters with fairies, goblins, and other small marvels set against ordinary streets and countryside. Narrative vignettes follow children and curious adults into secret glades, enchanted stones, and musical charms, while interleaved rhymes, ballades, and reflective sketches touch on adolescence, religion, city nights, and domestic humor. The pieces blend playful imagination with mild melancholy and moral observation, inviting readers to rediscover wonder in commonplace scenes through concise storylets and musical verse.

TO—

Glorious love, if the passion were thine,

To thee I would open my heart and myself;

Yours is the spirit to whom I’d resign,

Yours are the arms I would rest in, in sleep.

Yours is the face I would look to for help,

Yours are the hopes that would buoy me, until

After our labors had won, or had failed,

Yours are the thoughts that would guide me on still.