We found them in the little wood,
We found them suddenly one day:
We heard a tiny laughing sound
Close, close beside us on the ground,
And it was THEY.
We stood and looked, we held our breath;
The little minutes seemed like hours.
They did not speak, they did not stir,
But strange their little faces were
Among strange flowers.
There came a wind, there came a cloud;
The ferns were like a tossing sea....
We searched and searched about the place,
But they were gone without a trace—
How could it be?
ROSE FYLEMAN.
_Number Two Joy Street_
_A Medley of Prose & Verse for Boys and Girls_
_By_
G. K. CHESTERTON
WALTER DE LA MARE
A. A. MILNE
HILAIRE BELLOC
HUGH WALPOLE
LAURENCE HOUSMAN
MADELEINE NIGHTINGALE
EDITH SITWELL
HUGH CHESTERMAN
MABEL MARLOWE
VALERY CARRICK
B. KATHLEEN PYKE
MARIAN ALLEN
THOMAS QUAYLE
BLANCHE WINDER
ROSE FYLEMAN
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