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(The White Elf Mother sings.)
When the low flying wind, awake, / Brushes the lilies, and the low / Blue flowers hidden in the brake, -- / When the sighing Alders bend and shake, --
When the owl's whirring, -- Hush thee, dear! / For all the elfin lights aglow / Will guide the slumber fairies here, / Naught is stirring / For my child to fear.
When the strange sighing tree-tops sing, / Dance all the fairies to and fro / And white dreams from their mantles fling, / While the flying / Winds thy cradle swing.
When the low crooning insects cry / Creep the white elves soft, and slow, / Hush thee, Sweet! and hear the merry / Pipes a-tuning / For thy lullaby!