Sing peace into his breast,

The solemn-eyed:

And whispering in their ears

Or see the brown mice bob

Where the wave of moonlight glosses

For he comes, the human child,

To the waters and the wild

Come away, O human child!

Hell hear no more the lowing

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The dim gray sands with light,

Where flapping herons wake

Give them unquiet dreams;

To and fro we leap

Away with us hes going,

Weaving olden dances

WHERE dips the rocky highland

To the waters and the wild

And anxious in its sleep.

And chase the frothy bubbles,

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For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand.

There lies a leafy island

With a faery, hand in hand,

Full of berrys

Till the moon has taken flight;

Come away, O human child!

Round and round the oatmeal chest.

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With a faery, hand in hand,

For the worlds more full of weeping than he can understand.

Leaning softly out

Of the calves on the warm hillside

Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,

With a faery, hand in hand,

Over the young streams.

Come away, O human child!

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Mingling hands and mingling glances

That scare could bathe a star,

The drowsy water rats;

And of reddest stolen cherries.

From ferns that drop their tears

With a faery, hand in hand,

We foot it all the night,

In pools among the rushes

We seek for slumbering trout

To the waters and the wild

For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand.

For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand.

Where the wandering water gushes

There weve hid our faery vats,

While the world is full of troubles