Describing the nighttime bower of the Queen of the Fairies: I know a bank
where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite overcanopied with luscious woodbine, With
sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine: There sleeps Titania sometime of the night, Lulled in these flowers with dances
and delight William Shakespeare
THE FAIRY CALL.
A spell for summoning the fairies
Sit where the cat sits. Cross your toes. Close your eyes. And smell a rose. Then say under your breath: "I
believe in fairies, sure as death." Gadflykins! Gladtrypins! Gutterpuss and Cass! Come to me fairily Each lad
and lass!
~~From "Lady Cottington's Pressed Fairy Book"~~
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