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 My shirt is of the soft red wool, My cap is azure braided By two white hands so beautiful, My tie mauve purple-shaded. As I lie, as I lie, Glimpses dazzle of white clouds and sapphire sky; As you lean, as you lean, Faerie Princess of the secret faerie scene.

Your hat with long blue streamers decked, Your pure throat crimson-banded; White-robed, my own white dove unflecked, Dove-footed, lilac-handed. As I lie, as I lie, Glimpses dazzle of white clouds and sapphire sky; As you lean, as you lean, Faerie Princess of the secret faerie scene.

If any boaters boating past Should look where we're reclining, They'll say, To-day green willows glassed Rubies and sapphires shining! As I lie, as I lie, Glimpses dazzle of the blue and burning sky; As you lean, as you lean, Faerie Princess of the secret faerie scene.