Children born of fairy stock
Never need for shirt or frock

Never want for food or fire,
Always get their heart's desire:

Jingle pockets full of gold,
Marry when they're seven years old.

Every fairy child may keep
Two strong ponies and ten sheep;
All have houses, each his own,
Built of brick, or granite stone;

They live on cherries, they run wild--
I'd love to be a Fairy's child.

Robert Graves
"Fairies and Fusiliers" (1918)