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 PUCK LOST AND FOUND.

has fled the haunts of men:
 * Ridicule has made him wary:

In the woods, and down the glen,
 * No one meets a Fairy!

"Cream!" the greedy Goblin cries—
 * Empties the deserted dairy—

Steals the spoons, and off he flies.
 * Still we seek our Fairy!

Ah! What form is entering?
 * Lovelit eyes and laughter airy!

Is not this a better thing, Child, whose visit thus I sing,
 * Even than a Fairy?

Nov. 22, 1891.

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