 | Rhymes and jingles by Mary Mapes Dodge |  |
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Midsummer Frolics
Down in the meadow, close by the hill,
Some one is having a party;
Never was heard on a summer night still,
Buzz of enjoyment so hearty.
Some one is having a party;
Never was heard on a summer night still,
Buzz of enjoyment so hearty.
Strange! for the elves are no longer on earth.
Strange! for the fairies are over!
But, sure as you live, there are frolic and mirth
For somebody, down in the clover.
Strange! for the fairies are over!
But, sure as you live, there are frolic and mirth
For somebody, down in the clover.
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