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Never a horn sounds in Sherwood tonight, / Friar Tuck's drinking Olympian ale, / Little John's wandered away from our sight, / Robin Hood's bow hangs unused on its nail. / Even the moon has grown weary and pale / Sick for the glint of Maid Marian's hair, / But there is one joy on mountain and dale, / Fairies abound all the time, everywhere!
Saints have attacked them with sacredest might, / They could not shatter their gossamer mail, / Steam-driven engines can never affright / Fairies who dance in their spark-sprinkled trail. / Still for a warning the sad Banshees wail, / Still are the Leprechauns ready to bear / Purses of gold to their captors for bail; / Fairies abound all the time, everywhere!