Seligor's Castle would like to introduce you to Diddily Dee Dot, the bringer of Dreams for all the children in the family, and that is the reason I have called it Diddily Dee Dot's Dreamland. Like the castle it will be packed full of everything that children and their families enjoy. Film shows, rhymes, singing, games. everything. xxx Diddilydeedot in Dreamland.
Diddilydeedot's Dreamland
presents
A FAIRY WENT A - MARKETING by Rose Fyleman A fairy went a-marketing -
She bought a little fish;
She put it in a crystal bowl
Upon a golden dish.
An hour she watched in wondermentAnd watched its silver gleam, And then she gently took it upAnd slipped it in a stream.
A fairy went a-marketing -
She bought a coloured bird;
It sang the sweetest, shrillest song
That ever she had heard.
She sat besides its painted cage
And listened half the day,
And then she opened wide the door
And let it fly away. A fairy went a-marketing - She bought a winter gown
All stitched about with gossamer
And lined with thistledown.
She wore it all the afternoon
With prancing and delight,
Then gave it to a little frog
To keep him warm at night. A fairy went a-marketing -
She bought a gentle mouse
To take her tiny messages,
To keep her tiny house.
All day she kept its busy feet
Pit-patting to and fro,
And then she kissed its silken ears
Thanked it, and let it go.
The fairies have never a penny to spend,
They haven't a thing to put by,
But theirs is the dower of bird and of flower
And theirs are the earth and the sky.
And though you should live in a palace of gold
or sleep in a dried up ditch,
You could never be poor as the fairies are,
And never as rich.
Since ever and ever the world began
They have danced like a ribbon of flame,
They have sang their song through the centuries long
And yet it is never the same.
And though you be foolish or though you be wise,
With hair of silver or gold,
You could never be young as the fairies are,
And never as old. Written by the wonderful Rose Fyleman (1877 -1957)
she was born in a suburb of Nottingham. She was trained as a singer and and she taught in her sister's school. She has another wonderful poem about fairies and it is one of my very favourites. It is called "A Fairy went A - Marketing." I will write it in "Old Favourites" as it is my special favourite fairy rhyme. http://diddilydeedotsdreamland.zoomshare.com/
DIDDILY DEE DOT'S DREAMLAND BIG STEAMERS 1914-18
RUDYARD KIPLING
"Oh, where are you going to, all you Big Steamers,
With England's own coal, up and down the salt seas ?"
"We are going to fetch you your bread and your butter,
Your beef, pork, and mutton, eggs, apples, and cheese."
"And where will you fetch it from, all you Big Steamers,
And where shall I write you when you are away ? "
"We fetch it from Melbourne, Quebec, and Vancouver -
Address us at Hobart, Hong-Kong, and Bombay."
"But if anything happened to all you Big Steamers,
And suppose you were wrecked up and down the salt sea ?"
"Then you'd have no coffee or or bacon for breakfast,
And you'd have no muffins or toast for your tea."
"Then I'll pray for fine weather for all you Big Steamers,
For little blue billows and breezes so soft."
"Oh billows and breezes don't bother Big Steamers,
For we're iron below and steel-rigging aloft."
"Then I'll build a new lighthouse for all you Big Steamers
With plenty wise pilots to pilot you through."
"Oh the Channel's as bright as a ball-room already,
And pilots are thicker than pilchards at Looe."
"Then what can I do for you, all you Big Steamers,
Oh what can I do for your comfort and good ?"
"Send out your big warships to watch your big waters,
That no one may stop us from bringing you food.
"For the bread that you eat and the biscuits you nibble,
The sweets that you suck and the jointsthat you carve,
They are brought to you daily by all us Big Steamers -
And if anyone hinders our coming you'll starve ! "
Elfins, gnomes and fairies dance
In the moonlit wood,
You might see them just by chance -
Catch them if you could!
Out they trip at set of sun
And shake their sparkling wings,
Then they dance there just for fun
Round the Fairy Rings.
by the lovely Margery Hart
Fairies
But only for the children who believe in them! "Fairies! What are they ?" - Somebody sings -
"Are they dainty creatures with gauzy wings,
All night they dance in a merry band
In a beautiful place called Fairyland."
"Fairies ! What are they ?" - Somebody sings -
"They are dear, kind hearted, mischievous things
That fly round our beds when the white moon gleams
And under our pillow they stuff sweet dreams !"
" Fairies ! What do they do then ?" - She sings -
They hover around us on gossamer wings,
They flit to the nursery when we're in bed
And tidy our books, or our toys instead."
" Fairies ! What are they ?" - Somebody sings -
"Invisible, graceful and wonderful things;
If, at night, you sit by the fire's red glow
You will hear the call of the elves, you know."
"Fairies ! What else do they do ?" - She cries -
"They make us happy, they make us wise,
And no one in all the wide world through
Knows half of the wonderful things they do !"
THE WISE ELF'S SONGTO JUNE
Now little elves don't run away
Before my song I've sung,
Just listen now to what I say
And don't forget you're young !
Please help the frogs that in the sun
Get tangled in the reeds,
For everything and everyone
Do good and kindly deeds.
And help the little birds that oft Come tumbling from their nest,
And clamber with them up aloft
And put them back to rest.
And when it's getting nearly light
Just linger ere you pass
To tidy up the cobwebs bright
From off the dewy grass.
And when the white-tailed rabbits there
At twilight chase and run,
Just give them warning to BEWARE !
If you have heard a gun.
Now if you follow all I say
And do your best for me,
And help each other and obey,
What pattern Elves you'll be !
The last of our little rhymes from Margery Hart
Weren't they lovely. We shall have some more later in the spring.
And watched its silver gleam,
