FAIRY MUSIC
If you stand one morning when the dawn is silvering the sky, Where the leaves are softly stirring, and the shining dewdrops lie; When the mist is in the tree boughs, and the softly sleeping flowers Are hallowing with perfume the early morning hours. When the earth is waking from her sleep with dewy lips and eyes, And your soul is rapt—uplifted to the glory of the skies. You will hear it, very faintly, if you listen with great care— A burst of fairy music being borne upon the air! If you stand, one evening, in the grass, green, luscious and kneehigh, When a little vagrant wind is free, beneath a quiet grey sky. Where the daisies stand their gentle guard, slim, tall and fair to see, And the air seems full of magic, and dim with mystery. . . . You will hear a sound like music playing very far away, . It will wake your soul to happiness, and make ydur heart feel gay; And though some say it’s just the wind kissing the velvet grass, It’s a troupe of elf-musicans singing softly as they pass! —Jean Mclndoe, aged 14.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 750, 24 August 1929, Page 33
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190FAIRY MUSIC Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 750, 24 August 1929, Page 33
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