HEN all the children in the land

Are put to bed at night,

A fairy waves her magic wand,

And grants them magic light,

To see with eyes though closed in sleep,

Far into dreamy land;

To hear the music soft and deep,

The mystic fairy band.

And dreamy-land is full of flowers,

And giant waving trees,

And ferny nooks and cozy bowers,

And wondrous bumble-bees,

And butterflies as big as kites,

And birds as big as you;

Oh, don't you wish the days were nights,

And dreamy-land was true?