The Fairy Feller's Master-Stroke

He's a fairy feller

The fairy folk have gathered 'round the new-moon shine

To see the feller crack a nut at night's noon-time

To swing his axe he swears

As he climbs he dares

To deliver the Master-Stroke

Ploughman, "Waggoner Will", and types

Politician with senatorial pipe

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