Bells that ring from ancient towers—
Give their name to summer flowers—
Do the flower-fairies, playing,
Know what those great bells are saying?
Fairy, in your purple hat,
Little fairy, tell us that!
“Naught I know of bells in towers—
Mine are pink or purple flowers—
When I set them all a-swaying,
Something, too, my bells are saying;
Can’t you hear them—ding-dong-ding—
Calling fairy-folk to sing?”