he rocky highland
Of Sleuthe lake,
there lies a leafy island
here flapping herons wake
ter rats;
ts,
Full of berrys
And of reddest stolen cherries.
Come away, O human child!
to ters and the wild
ith a faery, hand in hand,
For tand.
glosses
t,
Far off by furt Rosses
e foot it all t,
eaving olden dances
Mingling hands and mingling glances
till taken flight;
to and fro we leap
And chy bubbles,
roubles
And anxious in its sleep.
Come away, O human child!
to ters and the wild
ith a faery, hand in hand,
For tand.
er gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car,
In pools among the rushes
t scare could batar,
e seek for slumbering trout
And wheir ears
Give t dreams;
Leaning softly out
From ferns t drop tears
Over treams.
Come away, O human child!
to ters and the wild
ith a faery, hand in hand,
For tand.
Ah us hes going,
the solemn-eyed:
he lowing
Of the warm hillside
Or ttle on the hob
Sing peace into ,
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round tmeal c.
For he human child,
to ters and the wild
ith a faery, hand in hand,
For tand.