Where the wave of moonlight glosses The dim gray sands with light
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Where the wave 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 flight
;
To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles
,
While the world is full of troubles
And anxious in its sleep
.
Come away
,
O human child
!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery
,
hand in hand
,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand
.
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