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FAIRY DREAMS.
Where are the fairies gone to
And all the little men?
I should love so dearly
To see them now and then.
And all the little men?
I should love so dearly
To see them now and then.
Suppose, as I was sitting here,
A little squirrel came;
And just as I was wondering
Why it had grown so tame,
A little squirrel came;
And just as I was wondering
Why it had grown so tame,
Off should drop its bushy tail,
And all its tawny skin,
And there it stood before my eyes,
A tiny lady-kin.
And all its tawny skin,
And there it stood before my eyes,
A tiny lady-kin.
I'd make her such a pretty frock
Of rose-leaves sewn together;
A lily-bell should be her smock,
Her cap a peacock's feather.
Of rose-leaves sewn together;
A lily-bell should be her smock,
Her cap a peacock's feather.
She'd talk to me of fairy-land,
And tell such lovely things,
That I should want to be like her,
And have a wand and wings.
And tell such lovely things,
That I should want to be like her,
And have a wand and wings.
And then she'd say, “My dear, I'd give
Both wings and wand away,
To be a little girl like you
In the world of every-day!”
Both wings and wand away,
To be a little girl like you
In the world of every-day!”
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