he's a fairy feller

the fairy folk have gathered round the new moon shine

to see the feller crack a nut at nights noon time

to swing his ace he swears, as it climbs he dares

to deliver...

the master-stroke

ploughman, "waggoner will", and types

politician with senatorial pope - he's a dilly-dally-o

pedagogue squinting, wears a frown

and a satyr peers under lady's gown, dirty fellow

what a dirty laddio

tatterdemalion and a junketer

there's a thief and a dragonfly trumpeter - he's my hero

fairy dandy tickling the fancy of his lady friend

the nymph in yellow "can we see the master-stroke"

what a quaere fellow

soldier, sailor, tinker, tailor, ploughboy

waiting to hear the sound

and the arch-magician presides

he is the leader

oberon and titania watched by a harridan

mab is the queen and there's a good apothecary-man

come to say hello

fairy dandy tickling the fancy of his lady friend

the nymph in yellow

what a quaere fellow

the ostler stares with hands on his knees

come on mr. feller, crack it open if you please