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 Where the sea-wind sighs, And the fireflies In glowing armies come,, Spellbound, entranced with loveliness, I would pause as one grown dumb With happiness.

With the fairies, hand in hand, I would roam through Fairyland; There, in the clover, by the stream, I would fall face-down and dream.

I would go out home and find My own kind— Lie down on their graves and gain, As of old, surcease from pain.

I would thrust From my soul its weight of dust; From my heart I would put all care apart;

And hear what saith Innocence and love and faith. Nearer, Mother Nature, I would be To the lost gods and to thee. 49