Brownies and Bogles

s of his fanciful Midsummer Night's Dream. This glen used to be crammed with goblins. There, and in many like-named Welsh places, Puck's pranks were well-remembered by old inhabitants. T

until he got to the brink of a precipice. Then the little wretch sprang over the chasm, shouted with wicked glee, blew out his lantern, and left the startled traveller to reach home as

sh Bogle, and the Boggart in Yorkshire; and even one nursery-tale title of Bugaboo. Oddest of all, the name Pug, which we give now to an amusing race of small dogs, is an ever

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port of Natur

weet enjoyme

her purpose,

al of a most

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stick in m

th laughte

"swifter than arrow from the Tartar's bow," was the first to make Puck into a hous

acteristic of a Brownie. William Browne, born in Tavistock, in the county

and he

ds that had not sw

if by maide

ater was not b

read no table

e nips from toe

d who had perfo

ter-pail bade

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rms what we h

with Mab

latter in

fire up

ere the s

s, and cleanse

oathsome to

house: who

inch her b

has this charming fairy song, which takes us out to the

n we sport

ight begin

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as the l

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o we, and a

NIGHT-

at their revels! Here is another

es that dance

ttle changelin

ioned, Mopso, Joculo, and Prisio have something

you, what mig

: My name

orry I canno

ou, sir, what m

My name i

s were a family of great note in Fai

I were a chimne

you pretty little

a

name is Little

fright all the little wenches in the country out of their be

ling elfin-ladies' names, which are ple

p and Drop

ip and Ski

r sovereign

al maids-

b and Pinc

uick, and

it, and W

that wai

ON WE SPOR

oral drama of Amyntas, of his wee folk orchard-robbing; whos

ries blith

ions not

onshine mos

ard frisk a

ts are alwa

sses much

s are nice

olen, be o

the world

ime for orch

were scarce

for steali

once sported yet lovelier Dryads and Naiads. These dainty British Greeks are very small indeed: Titania orders them to make war on the rear-mice, and make

brooks, standing

ck and blue. The shepherd, in the Winter's Tale, takes the baby Perdita for

old poets, and only English poets at that; but the foreign fairies are no less cha

elves

ittle e

rayton, Lyly, and supreme Shakespeare, give us. Keats was drawn to them, though he has left us but sweet and brief proof of it; and Thomas Hood, of all gentle modern poets, has done most for the "small foresters and gay." In prose the fairies are "famoused" east and west; for which they may sing their loudest ca

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