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The Faerie Chime -Caprice |
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Upon the edge of forest green |
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Perchance you've walked you may have seen |
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Tiny rings of cloverleaf |
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And dared not wonder what's beneath |
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Well I shall tell you of a tale |
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That happened neath a moon so pale |
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I walked along where none could see |
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By Druids font and tall oak Tree |
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The gentle tinkling of a chime |
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Which sounded like an Angels rhyme |
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Came drifting slowly on the breeze |
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That rocked the tops of tall oak Trees |
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And showed a Faerie dell |
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Leaves of green and berries red |
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They placed a ring upon my head |
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Led me in merry dance |
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I did not doubt but took my chance |
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Followed on this mighty throng |
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Enchanted by their simple song |
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The lights were bright in tiny hands |
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And I was shown into their lands |
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Misty curtains I did pass |
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Which rose like breath above the grass |
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And there she stood divine |
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In mantle like the blood red wine |
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Shrouded in a haze of red |
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A golden crown upon her head |
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Between this world and theirs |
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Where the man and faerie dwells |
