"Hear, oh, hear! From far and near
The music stealing, ting, ting, ting!
Fairy bells adown the dells
Are merrily pealing, ting, ting, ting!
Welcoming our Fairy King,
We ring, ring, ring.<br><br>
"See, oh, see! On every tree
What lamps are shining, ting, ting, ting!
They are eyes of fiery files
To light our dining, ting, ting, ting!
Welcoming our Fairy King
They swing, swing, swing.<br><br>
"Haste, oh haste, to take and taste
The dainties waiting, ting, ting, ting!
Honey-dew is stored——"
"Hush, Bruno!" I interrupted in a warning whisper. "She's coming!"
Bruno checked his song, and, as she slowly made her way through the long grass, he suddenly rushed out headlong at her like a little bull, shouting "Look the other way! Look the other way!"