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What do I care if I have given this house,

Where I must hear all day a bitter tongue,

Into the power of faeries!

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You know well

How calling the good people by that name

Or talking of them over much at all

May bring all kinds of evil on the house.

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Come, faeries, take me out of this dull house!

Let me have all the freedom I have lost—

Work when I will and idle when I will!

Faeries, come take me out of this dull world,

For I would ride with you upon the wind,

Run on the top of the dishevelled tide,

And dance upon the mountains like a flame!

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You cannot know the meaning of your words!