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198 MINSTRELSY OF
" Our shape and size we can convert
" To either large or small ;
" An old nut-sheirs the same to us,
" As is the lofty hall.
" We sleep in rose-buds, soft and sweet,
" We revel in the stream ;
** We wanton lightly on the wind,
" Or glide on a sun-beam.
" And all our wants are well supplied,
" From every rich nian"'s store,
*' Who thankless sins the gifts he gets,
" And vainly grasps for more.
" Then I would never tire, Janet,
" In Elfish Land to dwell ;
" But aye at every seven years,
" They pay the teind to hell ;
" And I am sae fat, and fair of flesh,
" I feai' 'twill be mysell.
" This night is Hallowe'en, Janet,
" The morn is Hallowday ;

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