Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 390
865 The wisp of hay shall light thy way,Be Will o the Wisp thy name —When sunbeams die and night moths fly,Thine errand aye the same. The Gray Cock crew, the White Owl flew,The dawn came up the sky;The small hares creep to covert deep,The Elfin Ring is dry. And this shall be thy penalty —A mortal,… … BE WILL 0 THE WISP THY NAME The Elf, he heard, with neer a word.But lo! from tree-top stillA waking bird had overheardAnd chuckled,— Whip-poor-Will. A wandering light across the night,He seeks in summer even,When sunbeams die, and night moths fly,The star that fell from heaven. Up rose the Queen…
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