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In the splendid heat that comes after June — And the white white silk that swings in the wind, And the little nest hidden just in behind ! Hey ! little mother, how goes the nest ? Which of the young ones pleases you best ? Pull the white grass silk, tuck them in tight, While I go singing up into the light.
Oh, I have seen ' I have seen !
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" O mystic, still, and summer-breathing night In this hot June what have you seen ? What have you seen ? "
Silk white tents for fairy armies spreading, Silk white sheets for fairy maidens' bedding, Silver down for their pillows—and oh, I have seen Troops of little fairies pulling low each silky tassel, The fairy queen herself and many a red-capped vassal. Riding on her snow-maned horse, the gold-haired fairy queen Oh, I have seen—I have seen !
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" And you, O summer moon, there in the clear dark
sky, Tell me, oh ! tell me, you who live so high,
What have you seen ? What have you seen ? ''
I have seen the eyes of God looking down upon the
earth; I have seen the dark things growing to bright strength
and joyful birth; |
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