A Sky-Voyage

Borderline speculative fiction. The journey is, but they only describe it as something they <i>could</i> do, not something that they <i>have</i> done. (Copyright expired) <blockquote> "Oh, would you go a-sailing Upon the light, light breeze? Above the town and country, Above the tallest trees?" "I'd like to go a-sailing Upon the light, light breeze, But we've no ship nor pilot To take us on the seas." "The new moon's boat we'll borrow Made all of mother-o'-pearl, A rosy cloud from sunset For canvas we'll unfurl. "Then all the tearful dew-elves, Returning to the sky With countless diamond pitchers The sun has emptied dry, "And all the lovely flower-folk Whose race is run below, Will join us in our voyage As on and on we go! "No trouble shall o'ertake us, No dreary sight nor sound; The bobolink may greet us, Singing a morning round. "A star shall be our pilot Across the sea of light, And some enchanted island Shall be our port at night." The fair Titania wrote a book<br> With this same elfin quill;<br> The dainty pen -- I have it, look!<br> The book I search for still. <br></blockquote>