Tulips white and tulips red,
Sweeter than a violet bed !
Say, old Mother Bailey, say
Why your tulips look so gay,
Why they smell so sweet, and why
They bloom on when others die ?
"By the pixies' magic power
Do my tulips always flower,
By the pixies' magic spell
Do they give so sweet a smell !
Tulips, tulips, red and white,
Fill the pixies with delight !
Pixy women, pixy men,
Seek my tulips from the glen ;
Midnight come, they may be heard
Singing sweet as any bird,
Singing their wee babes to rest
In the tulips they love best !"
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