ELF Rumour? Ay, the airy fay, br That treads the air unseen by any; br From town to town, her bugle's blown, br And merry are her pranks, and many. br br Her news our ears now charm, our fears br Now stir, as with a clap of thunder, br And while we cry out, What? she'll fly, br With Laughter at her heels, and Wonder.