Fairy And Child

Oh, listen, little Dear-My-Soul, To the fairy voices calling, For the moon is high in the misty sky And the honey dew is falling; To the midnight feast in the clover bloom The bluebells are a-ringing, And it’s “Come away to the land of fay” That the katydid is singing.

Oh, slumber, little Dear-My-Soul, And hand in hand we’ll wander-- Hand in hand to the beautiful land Of Balow, away off yonder; Or we’ll sail along in a lily leaf Into the white moon’s halo-- Over a stream of mist and dream Into the land of Balow.

Or, you shall have two beautiful wings-- Two gossamer wings and airy, And all the while shall the old moon smile And think you a little fairy; And you shall dance in the velvet sky, And the silvery stars shall twinkle And dream sweet dreams as over their beams Your footfalls softly tinkle.