Katharine Pyle,
The Counterpane Fairy
“ We forge the link. My hammer bold, This chain must hold. The snow shall melt, the ice fly fast, For the magic chain is wrought at last.” With these words Teddy threw down the hammer and lifted the chain he had made, and it was as thin as a hair, as light as a breath, and yet so strong that no power on earth could break it. The dwarfs sprang forward with a shout and caught the chain in their crooked fingers. “Wonderful! wonderful!” they cried. “It is indeed the magic chain that we have been trying to make for all these years. ”
