Disclaimer: Puck and Oberon do not belong to me. All other characters do.
Pining Heart
The Puck was quite a trickster
He was clever, he was smart
And the one thing that he guarded most
Would be his fairy heart
He put himself above the rest
A self-made high promotion
Because the thing he feared the most
Was weakening emotions
So he was aloof and tricky
Playing pranks and having fun
Hiding behind a mask of joy
That fooled most everyone
But that little Puck was lonely
And he longed to hear his name
Being called in such sweet love
Which he could answer just the same
On a fateful day, while wandering
Through the fairy's little wood
He heard a clear voice singing
Sounding pure and clean and good
Curiosity drove him in pursuit
Of that song as clear as water
And peering through the trees he spied
A lovely woodcutter's daughter
Her hair was dark as raven's wing
Her face was round and fine
And a pulsing, glowing radiance
Was shimmering in her eyne
Now Puck had never seen such things
For all the fairy girls
Were fair and pale and delicate
With softly golden curls
But this girl was a worker
She was strong as any man
And yet she was still beautiful
There was no callous on her hand
Such rugged beauty that he saw
With the song of lovely art
That knavish little fairy felt
A melting in his heart
His heart was hammering in his chest
And fluttering like a dove
And in that moment, Robin knew
That he had fallen in love
At once he sped to his Fairy King
And falling on his knees
He begged for one small favor
In his desperate little pleas
'My Lord, it's in your power
You can do it on command
Change me to a mortal
That I may win my lover's hand'
Oberon was startled
That his sly and clever Puck
Had fallen for a mortal
Which would always bring bad luck
But he thought of a solution
Which he hoped would set things right
'My Robin, you have three weeks
Starting from this very night
To be a mortal, and in that time
If you have won her heart
You may take her as a fairy
And I'll change her with my art
In three weeks time, if she loves thee
And grants thee true love's kiss
Through that contact she will fairy be
To live with you in bliss'
'A kiss! A kiss!' the Puck cried out
'That will so simple be!'
'But Robin', the King reminded
'It is she who must kiss thee'
The little fairy nodded
'Fairy Lord, I shall do so
And I thank thee for your understanding
And granting me to go'
'Take care, my Puck' the answer
'For you know that, by my art
I cannot help or mend you
If you receive a broken heart'
But Puck was firmly confident
That she would love him too
He didn't fear the horrors
That a broken heart could do
And so in a swirl of magic
Robin from the Fairy Court fell
And waking up he found himself
Inside a mortal shell
At once he sprang back to the glade
Running gracefully along
And pausing, straining ears to hear
He heard his lover's song
Coming to the edge of where
She worked at chopping wood
He sang so sweetly back to her
She stopped her job and stood
'O fair woodcutter's daughter
Thou are lovely as the sky
And the stars that shine the brightest
Are a twinkling in thine eye
I do not know your pretty name
Your beauty's all I see
And all I can say, my lovely
Is that I love thee!'
And stepping from his hiding place
He extended out his hand
And told her he was a minstrel
That was wandering through the land
She laughed and offered her hand in return
He pressed it to his lips
Announcing that her siren song
Would turn the bravest ships
She laughed again so merrily
It made his sprite heart leap
He asked in a quiet voice if he
Could stay and earn his keep
The nearest inn was miles away
Perhaps he could stay on
And earn his room while chopping wood
And other chores, so on
She said she'd ask her father
But first, what was the minstrel's name?
He answered it was Robin
And he asked her for the same
She said her name was Fiona
And he said that lovely name
Would put the sun and stars and moon
All quickly down to shame
After talking with her father
Robin was allowed to stay
Until the minstrel took his leave
And wandered on his way
So Robin was in paradise
Fiona always near
His little heart went out to her
To the one he loved so dear
He chopped the wood and pulled the weeds
And fed the horse each day
And all the while, he prayed and hoped
Fiona's heart to sway
They spent many a day together
He romanced her with his words
And the two would sing duets
Sounding fairer than the birds
And every day at sunset
He would get on bended knee
And say 'Fiona, how I love you
Dost thou love me?'
And every time she'd smile at him
And answer 'Robin dear
In a few weeks time I'll show you
That my affections are so clear'
She'd kiss him on the cheek
Or on his forehead, in his hair
But the never the kiss on the lips
That would make her fairy fair
As weeks went by he offered her
His undying devotion
He gave his very heart to her
So brimming with emotion
She always said 'My Robin,
In a few weeks time you'll see'
And sure that she would give her love
The Puck waited anxiously
Three weeks had passed; that very night
The spell would no longer bind
Driving Robin to the fairy world
To leave his love behind
He sought out his Fiona
And he got down on his knees
Once more he begged her for her love
In wrenching, humble pleas
But suddenly a sound was heard
A jingle of horse's tack
A mighty steed came riding
With a young man on it's back
At once, he leapt down from his mount
And ran to Fiona's side
And showered her with kisses
While the lovely maiden cried
She said, 'My love, what kept you?
I have waited far too long
While you have made your fortune
Are you wealthy now, and strong?'
'My fair Fiona,' answered he
'My fortune has been made
And now I will at last wed thee
As our lover's vows have bade'
They kissed each other again and again
As a future husband and wife
Where if she had kissed her Robin once so
She'd have immortal life
The pair of lovers went inside
There were smiles all around
Neither seemed to notice Robin
Still kneeling on the ground
His shoulders trembled slightly
And he made little, quiet cries
The girl who'd almost loved him
Snatched away before his eyes
She betrayed him, keeping secret
That she had a love her own
She'd led him on for three long weeks
And then dropped him all alone
The mortal shell then fell away
Revealing little sprite
Invisible to all he knelt there
Staying through the night
And in the night he heard them
As they pledged love forevermore
And a steady stream of tears fell from
Eyes that had never wept before
In desperation to be loved
He'd given her his heart
But that shattered now so hopelessly
It simply fell apart
And in the dawn when Oberon
Took Robin back away
The little sprite still stared where he
Had seen his love that first day
Now fairies guard their hearts quite well
It's a rule that's never spoken
So it really never happened
That a fairy's heart was broken
But a fairy's heart, when broken
Can't be mended ever again
And forever that poor creature
Will feel that aching, empty pain
All fairies are reminded
Never to a mortal stray
They think only of little Puck
Who gave his heart away
And now on lonely, moonlit nights
When ghosts stray from their graves
When the only mortals out are those
Too foolish or too brave
There's a glimmer in the darkness
Of a little shadow on its' way
Its' gait is slow and broken
Its' appearance far from gay
No longer does it look the sprite
That once was quick and sly
Instead of once its' laughter
You will hear a ragged sigh
Perching in a tree branch
Of a certain little grove
The ghostly sprite will sing and call
For his phantom love
'O fair woodcutter's daughter
Thou are lovely as the sky
The stars that shine the brightest
Are a twinkling in thine eye
I do not know your pretty name
Your beauty's all I see
And all I can say, my lovely
Is that…
I
Love
Thee…'
~ The End
