ANOTHER map, an please you, sir!

For why, we cannot understand,

In all your great geography

There is no map of Fairyland.

Another map, an please you, sir!

And, afterward, describe in full

How Fairyland is famed for pearls,

And fleeces made from golden wool,

And prancing, gold-shod, milk-white steeds

With bridles set with jewel-eyes:

Tell how the Fairy rivers run,

And where the Fairy mountains rise,

And of the Fairy-folk, their ways

And customs—if it please you, sir;

Then, of the journey there, how long

For any speedy traveller.

Another map, an please you, sir!

And would you kindly not delay;

Sister and I would dearly like

To learn our lesson there, to-day!