ALICE. Oh, yes, if you please, you're to be sure and remember that:-- In the noise and haste and bustle Fairies on the lamplit pavements; Gods in gorse and heath and heather; Fauns behind the hedges playing; Pan about in any weather. Children hear them, see them, know them; See the things the fairies show them, Harlequin in magic poses; Columbine among the roses; Pantaloon in slippered ease is Laughing at Clown's ancient wheezes In the Summer, in the Spring, In the sunshine, in the rain, Summon them and hear them cry-- "Here we are again." That's all, isn't it, Uncle? UNCLE EDWARD. Yes, that's all. ALICE. Good night. [And so, the Harlequinade being over, we go home. A little later Alice and Uncle Edward and the actors, all rather tired and ready for supper, start home, too.