There never was a merry world since the fairies left off dancing, and the Parson left conjuring.

~ John Selden, “Parson,” Table Talk, 1689

And though you should live in a palace of gold, or sleep in a dried up ditch,
You could never be as poor as the fairies are, and never as rich.

~ Rose Fyleman

Buttercups in the sunshine look like little cups of gold.
Perhaps the Faeries come to drink the raindrops that they hold.

~ Elizabeth T. Dillingham, “A Faery Song”