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Faery songALL my life is joy and plaesure, Sportive as my tuneful measure; In the rose's cup I dwell, Balmy sweets perfume my cell; My food the crimson luscious cherry, And the vine's luxurious berry; The nectar of the dew is mine; Nectar from the flowers divine. And when I join the fairy band, Lightly tripping hand in hand, By the moonlight's quivering beam, In concert with the dashing stream; Then my music leads the dance, When the gentle fays advance; And oft my numbers on the green, Lull to rest the fairly queen. " All my life is joy and plaesure, " Sportive as my airy measure." By Felicia Dorothea Browne-Hemans |
