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 Of speaking Birds and Steeds with wings, Giants and Dwarfs, and Fiends and Kings; Beyond the rest with more attentive care I've lov'd to read of elfin-favor'd Fair How if she long'd for aught beneath the sky And suffer'd to escape one votive sigh, Wafted along on viewless pinions aery It lay'd itself obsequious at her Feet: Such things, I thought, one might not hope to meet Save in the dear delicious land of Faery! But now (by proof I know it well) There's still some peril in free wishing Politeness is a licenc'd spell And you, dear Sir! the Arch-magician.

You much perplex'd me by the various set: They were indeed an elegant quartette!