Fairy Tales From the German Forests (Esprios Classics)

Book excerpt: "The stories that the fairies toldI learnt in English lanes of old,Where honeysuckle, wreathing high,Twined with the wild rose towards the sky,Or where pink-tinged anemonesGrew thousand starred beneath the trees.I saw them, too, in London town,But sly and cautious, glancing down,Where in the grass the crocus growAnd ladies ride in Rotten Row,St James's Park's a garden meetFor tiny babes and fairy feet.But since I came to Germany,The good folk oftener talk to me;I find them in their native homeWhen through the forest depths I roam,When through the trees blue mountains shine,The heart of fairyland is mine."