Dirge on the Death of Oberon, the Fairy King

Toll the lilies’ silver bells!
Oberon, the King, is dead!
In her grief the crimson rose
All her velvet leaves has shed.

Toll the lilies’ silver bells!
Oberon is dead and gone!
He who looked an emperor
When his glow-worm crown was on.

Toll the lilies’ silver bells!
Slay the dragonfly, his steed;
Dig his grave within the ring
Of the mushrooms in the mead.

G. W. Thornbury.

(But he wasn’t dead really. It was all a mistake. So they didn’t slay the dragonfly after all.)