I Watched the Fae-Folk Dancing

Location: Jumis Studio

Sitting Paragon: Sparrow

 

Capture: Firestorm

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The Fairies Dancing

~Walter De la Mare~

 

I heard along the early hills,

Ere yet the lark was risen up,

Ere yet the dawn with firelight fills

The night-dew of the bramble-cup,

 

I heard the fairies in a ring

Sing as they tripped a lilting round

Soft as the moon on wavering wing.

The starlight shook as if with sound,

 

As if with echoing, and the stars

Prankt their bright eyes with trembling gleams

While red with war the gusty Mars

Rained upon earth his ruddy beams.

 

He shone alone, low down the West,

While I, behind a hawthorn-bush,

Watched on the fairies flaxen-tressed

The fires of the morning flush.

 

Till, as a mist, their beauty died,

Their singing shrill and fainter grew;

And daylight tremulous and wide

Flooded the moorland through and through;

 

Till Urdon’s copper weathercock

Was reared in golden flame afar,

And dim from moonlit dreams awoke

The towers and groves of Arroar.

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