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SONNET XXXIV.
FAIRY LAND.
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SONNET XXXIV. FAIRY LAND.
I fell asleep, and dreamed of Fairy Land.—
Of cruel monsters with red savage eyes,
And yellow snowdrops, and strange twilight skies:
A blue-haired fairy took me by the hand
And led me towards a Palace where a band
Of fays, with locks like the pink fronds that rise
Within the sea-waves, danced in gleesome wise:—
Then came the Fairy Queen with golden wand.
Of cruel monsters with red savage eyes,
And yellow snowdrops, and strange twilight skies:
A blue-haired fairy took me by the hand
And led me towards a Palace where a band
Of fays, with locks like the pink fronds that rise
Within the sea-waves, danced in gleesome wise:—
Then came the Fairy Queen with golden wand.
She moved to meet me. When my eyes met hers,
I felt along my veins a sudden thrill,
As when the passionate young blood leaps and stirs:—
I woke: I lay upon a low sand-hill
'Mid gold sea-poppies and the gaunt grey furze—
But that Queen's hazel glances haunt me still.
I felt along my veins a sudden thrill,
As when the passionate young blood leaps and stirs:—
I woke: I lay upon a low sand-hill
'Mid gold sea-poppies and the gaunt grey furze—
But that Queen's hazel glances haunt me still.
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