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THE FAIRIES.

A little woman in a brown silk bonnet,
A little man in swallow-tails of green,
The last Glen Aldyn fairies that were seen;
’Tis truth I’m telling now, my hand upon it,
And surely worth the tribute of a sonnet.
Her blue check apron decked her like a queen,
His buttons shone, and in his hand I ween
His cap he carried till he chose to don it.

Now in these glens you’ll find or late or soon
The Middle World is never far away,
And one who saw these fairies says to-day
That, through the waning glimpses of the moon
They used to come with footsteps nim’ney-pim’ney,
And try to stuff Aunt Susan up the chimney!