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Wandering among the Moonlight still,
And with folded wings and feet earth-bound
I felt myself standing o'er the sound
Of this Waterfall, and with joy espied
A Sister-Elf at either side !
My tale is told — nor strange nor new —
Now, sweet Lady Bright-Eyes ! what say you V
As some wild Night-Flower through the dew
Looks to the Moon with freshened hue.
When a wandering breath of air
Hath lifted up its yellow hair,
And its own little glade grows bright
At the soft revealment of its light.
Up sprung, so sudden and so sweet.
The Cottage-Fairy to her feet ;
And, looking round her with a smile,
Silent the Creature paused awhile,
Uncertain what glad thoughts should burst
In music from her spirit first,
Till, like a breath breathed clear from Heaven,
To her at once a voice was given.
And through the tune the words arose
As through the fragrant dew the leaflets of the Rose.
COTTAGE -FAIRY.
' ' Sisters ! I have seen this night
A hundred Cottage-Fires burn bright,
And a thousand happy faces shining
In the bursting blaze, and the gleam declining.
I care not I for the stars above,
The lights on earth are the lights I love ;
Let Yenus bless the Evening-air,
Uprise at morn Prince Lucifer,