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Where deeps the rocky highland of Sleuth Wood in the lake
There lies a leafy island where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water rats there with heed of fairy vats
Full of berries and the reddest falling cherries
Come away, O human child! to the waters amber wild
With a fairy, hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand
Where waves of moonlight glosses the dim gray sands with light
Far off by furthest Rosses, we foot it all the night
Weaving olden dances, mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken her flight; to and fro we leap
Chase the frothy bubbles while the world is full of troubles
And is anxious in its sleep
Where the wandering water gushes from the hills above Glen-Car
In pools among the rushes that scarce could bathe a star
We seek the slumbering trout and whispering in the weeds
Give them in quiet dreams, while leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears over the young streams
Come away, O human child! to the waters amber wild
With a fairy, hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand
Away with us he's going, the solemn-eyed
No more he'll hear the lowing of the calves on the warm hillside
Or the kettle on the hearth sing peace unto his breast
Or see the brown mice bask round and round the oatmeal chalice
For he comes, the human child! to the waters amber wild
With a fairy, hand in hand
From a world more full of weeping than he can understand