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The Changeling
My father was a golden king,
My mother was a shining queen;
I heard the magic blue-bird sing . . .
They wrapped me in a mantle green.
My mother was a shining queen;
I heard the magic blue-bird sing . . .
They wrapped me in a mantle green.
They led their winged white horses out,
We rode and rode till dawn was grey;
We rode with many a song and shout,
"Over the hills and far away."
We rode and rode till dawn was grey;
We rode with many a song and shout,
"Over the hills and far away."
They stole the crying human child,
And left me laughing by the fire;
And that is why my heart is wild,
And all my life a long desire . . .
And left me laughing by the fire;
And that is why my heart is wild,
And all my life a long desire . . .
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