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IŽll set you a swing in a purple bell
of the Lady finger,
Where brown bees linger
And loiter long
IŽll set you a swing in a fairy dell,
To the silvŽry ring
of a fairy song.
IŽll put you afloat in a boat of pearl
On a moonlit sea,
Where your path shall be
Of silver and blue
To fairyland children, sweet girl,
To its rod-strewn strand bathed in glistŽning dew
Bathed in glistŽning dew.
IŽll make you a nest, a soft, warm nest,
In my heartŽs core,
Alanniv ashore
When day is gone,
Where costly curled on motherŽs breast
My Share oŽ the world
YouŽll rest till dawn