Ballads of Irish chivalry By Robert Dwyer Joyce: Edited, with Annotations, by his brother P. W. Joyce |
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SONG OF TRÉN THE FAIRY. |
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SONG OF TRÉN THE FAIRY.
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From flower bells of ev'ry hue,Crystal white or golden yellow,
We drink the honey-dew
Until we all get mellow,—
Until we all get mellow,
And through our festal glee
I'm the blithest little fellow
In the fairy companie.
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In the fairy companieThey call me Trén the Merry,
For I love in revelry
Each gloomy thought to bury,—
Each dark sad thought to bury,
As I laugh by flower and tree,
Hill and stream and river ferry,
'Mid the fairy companie.
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'Neath the sunset's crimson rayCups of crystal wine we swallow;
Then my fairy mates are gay,
And where'er I go they follow,—
With laughter mad they follow,
I dance so merrilie,
Over hill and flower-starred hollow,
For the fairy companie.
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