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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.”
As we went down to Fairyland 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.”
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!”
Yet we went on to Fairyland And found such blissful greetingWe longed to stay for ever there, But ah, its joys were fleeting!
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