ENCHANTED TULIPS

TULIPS white and tulips red,

Sweeter than a violet bed!

Say, old Mother Bailey, say

Why your tulips look so gay,

Why they smell so sweet, and why

They bloom on when others die?

"By the pixies' magic power

Do my tulips always flower,

By the pixies' magic spell

Do they give so sweet a smell!

Tulips, tulips, red and white,

Fill the pixies with delight!

"Pixy women, pixy men,

Seek my tulips from the glen;

Midnight come, they may be heard

Singing sweet as any bird,

Singing their wee babes to rest

In the tulips they love best!"