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, when the wizard's wand Had wrecked for aye my fairyland; Had razed my castles to the earth, And killed my child heart with his mirth; Then weeds grew rank where flowers had been, And slow snakes flashed their length between.

Prince Charming, when the darkness came, With many tears I called your name. And “Give me back my fairyland!” You took me by the willing hand Ere day had lit the dawn's pale flame; You left me when the darkness came.

Prince Charming, spite of wizard's wand, You said you'd find my fairyland. I open eyes too sad for tears— Nought but an open grave appears.