“Oh, thou, who lovest, the shadow,” cried One night, still haunted by that bright look,ĭrew the once-seen from of the Mountain Sprite. Of some bird of song, from the Mountain Sprite. That sprite fled!- and the youth but heard He turn’d, but, lo! like a startled bird, There peeped down o’er him two eyes of light ,Īnd he saw in that mirror the Mountain Sprite. ‘Twas the fairy foot of the Mountain Sprit! He was haunted and watch’d by a Mountain Sprite. ‘Till spells came o’er him, and, day and night, Now spread each wing, for the eastern sky O'er the sleeping earth we silently pass,Īnd send sweet dreams, as we lightly float The night-wind rocks the sleeping flowers, THE moonlight fades from flower and tree, Search, // a fellow creeping on his knees. Obtained, // treasures can be opened up before a man who is making to point to a full-grown man the place where booty is to be Of Hiisi! rise, awake, // thou mountain haltia, to show a man the path, Up the airy mountain, // Down the rushy glen, // We daren't go a-hunting // For fear of little men // Wee folk, good folk, // Trooping all together // Green jacket, red cap, // And white owl's feather!ĭown along the rocky shore // Some make their home, // They live on crispy pancakes // Of yellow tide-foam // Some in the reeds More ‘Twas the fairy foot of the Mountain Sprit! More Shore // A foot-print sparkled before his sight. As once,īy moonlight, he wander’d o’er // The GOlden sands of that island \\ He was haunted and watch’d by a Mountain Sprite. Younder valley there dwelt, alon, // A youth, whose moments hadĬalmly flown, // ‘Till spells came o’er him, and, day and night, Our understanding of what people believed about them and humans Fairies, Fairy Tales, Fairy Books Read Fairy TalesĪre two overarching categories of songs and poems about fairies theįirst and the most important to understanding fairies are ancient songsĪnd poems written as prayers and charms for humans to try to get theįairies to do something for them.
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