A D V E N T U R E S in C Y B E R S O U N D
A Broadcasting Alphabet
by Eleanor Farjeon (Excerpt "C" is for Crystal)
I have a little magic box
Cased in with windows clear;
It has a Fairy that unlocks
Sweet secrets to my ear.
My Fairy in a Crystal lies
Imprisoned out of sight,
For though I stare with all my eyes
I never see her quite.
Sometimes she sleeps and nothing says
Until her dreams are stirred -
But you must learn to know her ways
Before she'll say a word.
You mustn't bang upon her door
With sticks and things like that
But you must use,nor less nor more,
The Whisker of a Cat.
Then when you've tapped the Crystal well
Where it most brightly gleams,
The Fairy to your ear will tell
A dozen different dreams.
Source: The Radio Times, October 7, 1927, Cited in Briggs, Susan, Those Radio Times, pp.26
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