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I'll set you a-swing in a purple bell |
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Of the lady finger |
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Where brown bees linger |
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And loiter long |
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I'll set you a-swing in a fairy dell |
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To the silv'ry ring |
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Of a fairy song |
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I'll put you afloat in a boat of pearl |
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On a moonlit sea where your path shall be |
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Of silver and blue |
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To fairyland children, sweet girl |
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To its rode-strewn strand bathed in glistining dew |
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Bathed in glist'ning dew |
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I'll make you a nest, a soft, warm nest |
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In my heart's core |
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Alanniv ashore |
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When day is gone |
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Where cosily curled on mother's breast |
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My share o' the world |
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You'll rest till dawn |