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When the moon
Comes up
To the shine
Come face
The birds
Are fast asleep
When
The lanters hang
From mavery post
The fairies
Leave the keep
They each
Join their hands
And sing the songs
The narrie
A soul can hear
In the
Spring time
When the youth
Is new
To the fairies
They draw near
To the fairies
They draw near
