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Fairyland.
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Fairyland.
As we went down to Fairyland
We plucked the purple heather,
And all its little tinkling bells
Sang “Happy be together.”
We plucked the purple heather,
And all its little tinkling bells
Sang “Happy be together.”
As we went down to Fairyland
We walked through meadows green,
And the little daisies bowed to us,
And hailed us king and queen.
We walked through meadows green,
And the little daisies bowed to us,
And hailed us king and queen.
As we went down to Fairyland
We heard the sunbeams singing,
“We weave you robes of rainbows bright
As the love your hearts are bringing.”
We heard the sunbeams singing,
“We weave you robes of rainbows bright
As the love your hearts are bringing.”
As we went down to Fairyland
Men’s voices called from far,
“Poor fools, they walk in golden mists,
Nor know what fools they are!”
Men’s voices called from far,
“Poor fools, they walk in golden mists,
Nor know what fools they are!”
Yet we went on to Fairyland
And found such blissful greeting
We longed to stay for ever there,
But ah, its joys were fleeting!
And found such blissful greeting
We longed to stay for ever there,
But ah, its joys were fleeting!