They rang -- no one at home -- all gone to sport
And dance and kiss and love as faeries do,
For faeries be as humans, lovers true.
Amid the woods they were, so lone and wild,
Where even the robin feels himself exiled,
And where the very brooks as if afraid
Hurry along to some less magic shade."
John Keats
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They rang -- no one at home -- all gone to sport
And dance and kiss and love as faeries do,
For faeries be as humans, lovers true.
Amid the woods they were, so lone and wild,
Where even the robin feels himself exiled,
And where the very brooks as if afraid
Hurry along to some less magic shade."
John Keats
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Imp with Panpipes
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