

Away With the FairiesAway with the fairiesAway With the Fairies
Doubtless, she meant no wicked deed, As she wandered away; but the child took no heed, Of her mother's warnings, her frantic despair, For she was entranced by the girl in the air, By the eyes of sharp silver, the voice like a song, Like a rosy-cheeked puppet, seamlessly strung along, She walked hand in hand with the children of light, Until she was out of all mortal men's sight.
Hope