The night is full of shadowed things
And music that the cricket sings
And softly stepping faery feet
And faery wings so light and fleet.
Parted curtains inside allow
The radiance from the moon’s fair brow
Like insubstantial shards of glass
White beams of moonlight softly pass.
Islets made of motes of dust
That flutter if a breeze should thrust
Them off from their mild lilting course
Playful displays of faery force.
Moonbeams cast a festive glow
On the faeries milling to and fro
Converging for their Moonlight Ball
And dressed in splendour one and all.
Musicians of the faery land
Take their violins in ready hand
And play their mirthful melodies
Fit for the ears of royalty.
A hush of awe runs through the crowd
And faery violins sweet and loud
All cease to watch a newcome fae
Her midnight hair all streaked with grey.
She bears herself with stately pride
On emerald wings she proudly glides
Her gown is fine and apple green
She is the lovely Faery Queen.
A smile pricks at her stately lips
And music sways her stately hips
And faery folk dance with their queen
A merry moonlit heartfelt scene.
As faery dancers start to tire
And toothsome boon they much desire
The queen sends off her serving maiden
To fetch the tables richly laden.
When the maid returns she leads
The bearers of the promised feast
Enchanted tables arranged well
Diffusing a delicious smell.
As they lower to the ground
The faery folk all gather round
To partake of fragrant faery stews
And cakes and breads and lemon chews.
And sumptuous golden faery wine
The goblets bright silver and fine
They dine exchanging faery talk
Above the clatter of the faery forks.
The Moonlight Ball should have no end
But dawn approaches round the bend
And human beings begin to stir
Tis time to part the fae concur.
The Faery Queen gets up to stand
And gives a kind wave of her hand
In sweetest of royal goodbyes
On emerald wings away she flies.
The faery folk follow her lead
Taking off with faery speed
One by one or groups entwined
They leave the moonlight far behind.