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OBERON
Twelve daughters of the Trumpet-vine / Spread wide their scarlet silks to-day. / Sir Summer Breeze, my gossip fine, / Can you the reason say?
"Oh listen while I whisper low! / The Honeysuckle told the Bee, / (_Her_ girls wore out their gowns, you know! ) / And Master Buzz told me.
"Twas done for Some One's sake, I ween, / Who by and by will hither float, / All gay in gold and emerald green, / With rubies round his throat!
"You doubt me? Hearken! There he went, / The flashing Prince of Idle Hours, / Whose silvery sing-song compliment / Delights the flattered flowers! "