The Fairy Goldsmith – by Elinor Wylie
The Fairy Goldsmith by Elinor Wylie ‘HERE’S a wonderful thing,A humming-bird’s wingIn hammered gold,And store well-chosenOf snowflakes frozenIn crystal cold. Black onyx cherriesAnd mistletoe berriesOf chrysoprase,Jade buds, tight shut,All carven and cutIn intricate ways. Here, if you pleaseAre little gilt beesIn amber dropsWhich look like honey,Translucent and sunny,From clover-tops. Here’s an elfin girlOf mother-of-pearlAnd moonshine […]
