. Journeys with fancy through the world er-world just has begun;There where the dancing brook they call Laughter Joins the wide River of Song,On the humming waves of musical sound The song Sprites come gliding many-hued boats made from melody leaves, That glisten in sun-kissed Song Sprites glide on their fairy ride. And gently they rock and sway. They rock and sway and sing their song In the sunlit Valley of Fun,Where the beautiful Flowers of Innocence grow. And the wonder-world just has Dawn Sprites sit by the river bank And watch them with wondering
. Journeys with fancy through the world er-world just has begun;There where the dancing brook they call Laughter Joins the wide River of Song,On the humming waves of musical sound The song Sprites come gliding many-hued boats made from melody leaves, That glisten in sun-kissed Song Sprites glide on their fairy ride. And gently they rock and sway. They rock and sway and sing their song In the sunlit Valley of Fun,Where the beautiful Flowers of Innocence grow. And the wonder-world just has Dawn Sprites sit by the river bank And watch them with wondering eyes;And Fancy herself, with the Twilight Elves, In dreamy enchantment lies. Dear Love and Mischief stop their play. And sit and listen there long;And the dancing Daughters of Morning Mist And the Echoes repeat their Maids of Mirth and the Chuckle Elves In magic chorus one hears:And the melody, dear, they are singing, youll hear Long through the coming years:Yes, wherever you go, quite soft and low, Will sound fairy laughter through
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