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"Queen Mab"

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The Fairy Queen The Light-Hearted Fairy Away We Go Fairy Lore
Barter Queen Mab Vision The Fairy Folk When She Was In Her Garden Faery Riders Underground The Island
The Fairy Ball I Shall Come Back Title Page Dedication Page
Musical Credits Back Cover Illustrators

The Fairy Queen

Bishop Thomas Percy (17th Century)

Page Number:  7.  Illustrator:  Maginel Wright Enright
Book:  Flower Fairies by: Clara Ingram
Publisher:  Judson, Rand McNally & Co. Date:  1915

Come, follow, follow me, you fairy elves that be,
Which circle on the green, Come Follow Mab, your queen,
Hand in hand let's dance around, for this place is fairy ground.

When Mortals are at rest, and snoring in their nest,
Unheard and unespied, through keyholes we do glide;
Over tables, stools and shelves, we trip it with our fairy elves.

Upon a mushroom's head our tablecloth we spread;
A grain of rye or wheat, is manchet which we eat;
Pearly drops of dew we drink, in acorn cups, filled to the brink.

The grasshopper, gnat, and fly, serve for our minstrelsy;
Grace said, wedanced awhile, and so the time beguile;
And if the moon doth hide her head, the glow-worm lights us home to bed

On tops of dewy grass so nuimbly do we pass,
The Young and tender stalk, never bends when we do walk;
Yet in the morning may be seen, where we the night before, have been

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The Light-Hearted Fairy


Page Number:
  8.  Illustrator:  Hilda T. Miller
Book:  The Rose Fyleman Fairy Book by Rose Fyleman
Publisher:  George H. Doran Company  Date:  1923

Oh, who is so merry, so merry, heigh ho!
As the light-hearted fairy? Heigh ho, heigh ho!
He dances and sings to the sound of his wings,
With a hey and a heigh and a ho!

Hey, heigh, hey, heigh, ho!

Oh, who is so merry, so airy, heigh ho!
As the light-hearted fairy? Heigh ho, heigh ho!
His nectar he sips from the primroses’ lips,
With a hey and a heigh and a ho!

Oh, who is so merry, so merry, heigh ho!
As the light-hearted fairy? Heigh ho, heigh ho!
The night is his noon and his sun is the moon,
With a hey and a heigh and a ho!

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Away We Go

Kjelgaard/Godula (2006)

Page Number:
  9. Publisher:  Pillar Rock Publishing Date:  2006

Mother sings a song and so,
Away we go, away we go;
A pretty song that’s very slow,
With lots of oohs, and aahs and ohs,
We’ll be asleep before you know-
Away we go, away we go!

The only thoughts inside our heads,
Away we go, away we go;
Will be of a fairy blue, not red,
With sparkly wings and hair of brown,
We’ll meet her in Block City town-
Away we go, away we go!

When we meet our fairy friend,
Away we go, away we go;
She’ll say, ‘Oh where have you two been?
Enough of that it’s time to play,
Tell me, how long can you stay?’
Away we go, away we go!

Mother, Dad, let’s make this true,
Away we go, away we go;
We’ve got lots of dreaming to do,
This may be the first we’ve said,
No more talk, let’s get to bed-
Away we go, away we go!

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Fairy Lore

Rose Fyleman - Kjelgaard/Godula(1885) (2006)

Page Number:  11.  Illustrator:  Arthur Rackham
Book:  Peter Pan inKensington Gardens by J.M. Barrie
Publisher:  Charles Scribner's Sons  Date:  1902

Fairies learn to dance before they learn to walk;
Fairies learn to sing before they learn to talk;
Fairies learn their counting from the cuckoo’s call;
They do not learn geography at all.

Fairies go a-riding with witches on their brooms
And steal away the rainbows to brighten up their rooms;
Fairies like a sky-dance better than a feast;
They have a birthday once a week at least.

A thousand dreams I’ve had in which the fairies and I played,
We’d laugh, and sing, and dance!
I only wish that one time I could wake up from my dreams,
But waking is much harder than it seems.

Fairies think the rain as pretty as the sun;
They puddle-glide on rose petals, they’re always having fun;
Fairies ride upon the stars and hasten down the Moon;
I haven’t really seen one yet, but I know I will see a Fairy soon!

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Sara Teasdale (1917)

Page Number:  12.  Illustrator:  Arthur Rackham
Book:  A Midsummer Night's Dream by W. Shakespeare
Publisher:  Doubleday, Page & Co.  Date:  1911

Life has loveliness to sell,
All beautiful and splendid things,
Blue waves whitened on a cliff,
Soaring fire that sways and sings,
And children’s faces looking up,
Holding wonder like a cup.

Life has loveliness to sell,
Music like a curve of gold,
Scent of pine trees in the rain,
Eyes that love you, arms that hold,
And for your spirit’s still delight,
Holy thoughts that star the night.

Spend all you have for loveliness,
Buy it, and never count the cost;
For one white singing hour of peace
Count many a year of strife well lost,
And for a breath of ecstasy,
Give all you have been, or all that you could be.

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Queen Mab

Thomas Hood (1918)

Page Number:  15.  Illustrator:  Arthur Rackham
Book:  Midsummer Night's Dream by W. Shakespeare
Publisher:  Doubleday, Page & Co.  Date:  1911

A little fairy comes at night,
Her eyes are blue, her hair is brown,
With silver spots upon her wings,
And from the moon she flutters down.
She has a little silver wand,
And when a good child goes to bed,
She waves her wand from right to left,
And makes a circle round its head.

And then it dreams of pleasant things,
Of fountains filled with fairy fish,
And trees that bear delicious fruit,
And how their branches at a wish:
Of arbours filled with dainty scents,
From lovely flowers that never fade;
Bright flies that glitter in the sun,
And glow-worms shining in the shade.

And singing birds with gifted tongues,
For singing songs and telling tales,
And pretty dwarfs to show the way,
Through fairy hills and fairy dales.

But when a bad child goes to bed,
From left to right she weaves her rings,
And then it dreams all through the night
Of only ugly, horrid things!
Then wicked children wake and weep,
And wish the long black gloom away;
But good ones love the dark,
And find the night as pleasant as the day.

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Rose Fyleman (1923)

Page Number:  17.  Illustrator:  Ethel F. Everett
Book:  The Water Babies by Charles Kingsley
Publisher:  Chapman and Hall, London  Date:  1918

I’ve seen her, I’ve seen her,
Beneath an apple tree;
The minute that I saw her there
With stars and dewdrops in her hair
I knew it must be she.
She’s sitting on a dragon-fly,
All shining green and gold;
The dragon-fly goes circling round
A little way above the ground-
She isn’t taking hold.

I’ve seen her, I’ve seen her,
I never, never knew
That anything could be so sweet,
She has the tiniest hands and feet,
Her wings are very blue.
She holds her little head like this,
Because she is a queen;
(I can’t describe it all in words)
She’s throwing kisses to the birds
And laughing in between.

I’ve seen her, I’ve seen her,
I simply ran and ran;
Put down your sewing quickly, please,
Let’s hurry to the orchard trees
As softly as we can.
I had to go and leave her there,
I felt I couldn’t stay,
I wanted you to see her too,
But oh, whatever shall we do,
If she has flown away?

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The Fairy Folk

Robert Bird(1909)

Page Number:  19.  Illustrator:  Hilda T. Miller
Book:  The Rose Fyleman Fairy Book by Rose Fyleman
Publisher:  Doubleday, Doran & Co.  Date:  1923

Come, cuddle close in Daddy’s coat
Beside the fire so bright,
And hear about the fairy folk
That wander in the night.
For when the stars are shining clear
And all the world is still
They float across the silver moon
From hill to cloudy hill.

Their caps of red, their cloaks of green,
Are hung with silver bells,
And when they’re shaken with the wind
Their merry ringing swells.
And riding on the crimson moth
With black spots on her wings,
They guide them down the purple sky
With golden bridle rings.

They love to visit girls and boys
To see how sweet they sleep,
To stand beside their cosy cots
And at their faces peep.
And in the whole of fairyland
They have no finer sight
Than little children sleeping sound
With faces rosy bright.

On tip-toe crowding round their heads
When bright the moonlight beams,
They whisper little tender words
That fill their minds with dreams;
And when they see a sunny smile,
With lightest finger tips
They lay a hundred kisses sweet
Upon the ruddy lips.

And then the little spotted moths
Spread out their crimson wings,
And bear away the fairy crowd
With shaking bridle rings.
Come, bairnies, hide in Daddy’s coat
Beside the fire so bright,
Perhaps the little fairy folk
Will visit you to-night.

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When She Was In Her Garden

Walter de la Mare (1912)

Page Number:
  21.  Illustrator:  Hilda T. Miller
Book:  The Rose Fyleman Fairy Book by Rose Fyleman
Publisher:  Doubleday, Doran & Co.  Date:  1923

When she was in her garden
And playing with her ball,
Ann heard a distant music
On the other side of the wall-
A far-off singing, shrill and sweet,
In the still and sunshine day,
And these the words were of the song
That the voice did sing and say: -

‘Happy, happy it is to be
Where the greenwood hangs o’er the dark blue sea;
To roam in the moonbeams clear and still
And dance with the elves over dale and hill;
To taste their cups and with them roam
The fields for dewdrops and honeycomb.
Climb then, and come, as quick as you can,
And dwell with the fairies, Elizabeth Ann!’

Ann held her ball, and listened;
The faint song died away;
And it seemed it was a dream she’d dreamed
In the hot and sunshine day;
She heard the whistling of the birds,
The droning of the bees;
And then once more the singing came,
And now the words were these: -

‘Never, never, comes tear or sorrow,
In the mansions old where the fairies dwell;
But only the harping of their sweet harp-strings,
And the lonesome stroke of a distant bell,
Where upon hills of thyme and heather,
The shepherd sits with his wandering sheep;
And the curlew wails, and the skylark hovers
Over the sand where the conies creep;
Climb then, and come, as quick as you can,
And dwell with the fairies, Elizabeth Ann!’

And just as Ann a-tiptoe crept,
Under the old green wall,
To where a stooping cherry tree
Grew shadowy and tall;
Above the fairy’s singing
Hollow and shrill and sweet,
That seemed to make her heart stand still,
And then more wildly beat,
Came her Mother’s voice a-calling ‘Ann!
Come quick as you are able;
And wash your grubby hands, my dear,
For dinner’s on the table!’

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Faery Riders

Ella Young (1969)

Page Number:  22.  Illustrator:  Harrison Cady
Book:  Queen Silver-Bell by Frances Hodgson Burnett
Publisher:  The Century Co., New York  Date:  1911

When the moon is round and white
The Faery Riders shake the night
With song and laughter going by:
I love to hear the noise they make,
The pine trees hear it too, and wake;
It fills the room in which I lie.

I hear the trumpets long and loud,
I hear the voices of a crowd,
I hear the horses prancing by:
All night they pass, and pass, and pass,
But not one little blade of grass
Is trampled down or turned awry.

If I could see their faces plain,
Or run beside the bridle rein
Of Mab the Queen, as she comes by:
I might know all the Faeries know,
And follow, follow where they go
Before the sun climbs up the sky.

But though I hurry might and main
To look out through the windowpane,
I never see them passing by.
Just when I reach the window sill
The music stops and all is still:
Only the wind is passing by.

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Kjelgaard/Godula (2006)

Page Number:
  23.   Publisher:  Pillar Rock Publishing  Date:  2006

Welcome my sweet to Underground, where I live,
With everybody else who,
Came here from brighter skies.
Deep down, way down past the grass
Where the ladybugs, and the honeybees buzz,
I run, a sort of second-hand shop.

And I have everything you need,
Made from anything that’s lost,
Or carelessly dropped from above-
I will help you feel at home, I will love you
Like you were my own, for you my arms
Are always open wide, little fairy come inside.

There are so many here like you,
The ones, who listen to their hearts and,
Not to the orders of the Queen.
We may not have the moon or stars right now,
And yet, we have each other,
Mab can’t take that away-

So come and meet the rest,
They’ll surely do their very best,
To make you feel at home and unafraid,
And those children up above, I know they’re
Sending you their love, that helps to keep our
Spirits burning bright, everything will be alright.

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The Island

Rose Fyleman (1923)

Page Number:  25.  Illustrator:  Hilda T. Miller
Book:  The Rose Fyleman Fairy Book by Rose Fyleman
Publisher:  Doubleday, Doran & Co.  Date:  1923

I know an island in a lake,
Green upon waters grey,
It has a strange enchanted air;
I hear the fairies singing there
When I go by that way.

They guard their hidden dwelling-place
With bands of stalwart reeds,
But sometimes, by a happy chance,
I see them all come out and dance
Upon the water-weeds.

One night, one summer night, I know
Suddenly I shall wake,
And very softly hasten down
And out beyond the sleeping town
To find my fairy lake.

I shall not need to seek a boat,
It will be moored, I think,
Within a tiny pebbled bay
Where meadow-sweet and mallow sway
Close to the water’s brink.

The moon from shore to shadowy shore
Will make a shining trail,
And I shall sing their fairy song
As joyfully I float along -
I shall not need a sail.

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The Fairy Ball

Rose Fyleman (1923)

Page Number:  27.  Illustrator:  Harrison Cady
Book:  Queen Silver-Bell by Frances Hodgson Burnett
Publisher:  The Century Co.  Date:  1911

We’re off to the ball to-night, to-night;

What shall we wear, for we must look right?”

“Search in the fields for a lady’s-smock;

Where could you find a prettier frock?”

We’re off to the ball to-night, to-night;

What shall we do for our jewels bright?”

“Trouble you not for a bracelet or a ring,

A daisy-chain is the most perfect thing.”

We’re off to the ball to-night, to-night;

What shall we do if we shake with fright?”

“When you are there you will understand

That no one is frightened in Fairyland.”

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I Shall Come Back

Hilda Conkling (1922)

Page Number:
  29.  Illustrator:  Dorothy P. Lathrop
Book:  Silverhorn by Hilda Conkling
Publisher:  Fredrick A. Stokes Co.  Date:  1924

I shall be coming back to you
From seas, rivers, sunny meadows,
Glens that hold secrets.
I shall come back with my hands full
Of light and flowers,
Brooks braided in with sunbeams
Will hang from my fingers,
And my heart will be awake. . .
All my thoughts and joys will go to you.

I shall bring back things that I have picked up,
Traveling this road or the other,
Things found by the sea or in the pinewood.
There will be a pine-cone in my pocket,
Grains of pink sand between my toes.

I shall tell you of stars like seaweed,
Moons will glitter in my hair. . .
Will you know me?
I shall come back when the sunset,
Has turned away and gone,
And you will untangle the moons,

And make me drowsy

And put me to bed.

And kiss me goodnight.

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Title Page Art

Page Number:
  1  Illustrator:  Maginel Wright Enright  
Book:  Flower Fairies by Clara Ingram Judson
Publisher:  Rand McNally & Co.  Date:  1915

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Dedication Page Art

Page Number:  5  Illustrator:  Dorothy P. Lathrop
Book:  Down-Adown-Derry by Walter de la Mare
Publisher:  Henry Holt and Company  Date:  1922

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All music performed by Ellen Kjelgaard Godula and
Brian Godula along with the following musicians;

Bret Malmquist - Acoustic Guitar on "Queen Mab", Nylon Guitar on "Vision" and "The Fairy Ball",
Dobro Guitar on "Underground" and Electric Guitar on "Light-Hearted Fairy"
Tim Ellis - Electric Guitar on "The Fairy Queen", "Fairy Lore", "Barter", Faery Riders and "The Island".
He Plays acoustic on "Queen Mab" and Underground". Tim also plays banjo, mandolin and the high-strung acoustic guitar on "Underground.
Brian Brickley - Plays Drums on all songs with the exception of "The Light-Hearted Fairy", Away We Go", "Vision" and "Fairy Ball"
Mike Snyder - Plays Percussion on "The Light-Hearted Fairy", "Queen Mab", "Vision" and "The Fairy Ball"
Gary Harris - Plays Flute on "When She Was In Her Garden". Alto Sax on "Fairy Folk". Tenor Sax on "Fairy Lore".
David Lipkind - Plays Harmonica on "I Shall Come Back".
Stan Bock - Plays Trombone on "The Fairy Ball".
Kirt Peterson - Plays Clarinet on "The Light-Hearted Fairy".

All songs written, arranged and produced
by Ellen Kjelgaard Godula and Brian Godula

Recorded and Mixed at Soundhole Studios, Portland, Oregon

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Back Cover Page Art

Page Number:  Back Cover  Illustrator:  Dorothy P. Lathrop
Book:  Silverhorn by Hilda Conkling
Publisher:  Frederick A. Stokes Co.  Date:  1924

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