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Rh Little Fancies, where ye wander ?— In the greenest caves Of the lively minds that ponder O’er the foaming waves; Boundless floods and shoreless seas. And the roofless skies ; With the wings of honey-bees, And the ever-roaming breeze That swells and sings and sighs.

Little Fancies, where ye sleep ?— In the rose’s bed, In its petals soft we keep Charms so rosy red; In the light and glassy bubbles Floating in the air, Far away from cares and troubles. Dreaming dreams of love that doubles Joys and longings rare !