Brighter Shone The Golden Shadows

Brighter shone the golden shadows;

    On the cool wind softly came

    The low, sweet tones of happy flowers,

    Singing little Violet's name.

    'Mong the green trees was it whispered,

    And the bright waves bore it on

    To the lonely forest flowers,

    Where the glad news had not gone.

    Thus the Frost-King lost his kingdom,

    And his power to harm and blight.

    Violet conquered, and his cold heart

    Warmed with music, love, and light;

    And his fair home, once so dreary,

    Gay with lovely Elves and flowers,

    Brought a joy that never faded

    Through the long bright summer hours.

    Thus, by Violet's magic power,

    All dark shadows passed away,

    And o'er the home of happy flowers

    The golden light for ever lay.

    Thus the Fairy mission ended,

    And all Flower-Land was taught

    The "Power of Love," by gentle deeds

    That little Violet wrought.