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TO MOTHER FAIRIE.


gen - tle speech, and lov - ing hearts; Say, have you such to spare?

leaves, and flow’rs, and strawber-ries, A grow - ing on one vine;


I know a poor, pale bod - y, Who can - not sleep at night,

So good old moth-er Fai - rie. Since now my need you know,


And I want the lit - tle peo-ple To keep her cham - ber bright.

Tell me, have you a - ny folk, Who are wise e- nough to go?