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Fairy's Night

The moonlight fades from flower and rose
And the stars dim one by one;
The tale is told, the song is sung,
And the Fairy feast is done.
The night-wind rocks the sleeping flowers,
And sings to them, soft and low.
The early birds erelong will wake:
'T is time for the Elves to go.
~ From the Fairy Song by Louisa May Alcott ~

[Talisker Bay at sundown]

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