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 the 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 mister feller, crack it open if you please