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/ I. When dusk falls cool as a rained-on rose, / And a tawny tower the twilight shows, / With the crescent moon, the silver moon, the curved / new moon in a space that glows, / A turret window that grows alight; / There is a path that my Fancy knows, / A glimmering, shimmering path of night, / That far as the Land of Faery goes.
/ II. And I follow the path, as Fancy leads, / Over the mountains, into the meads, / Where the firefly cities, the glowworm cities, the faery / cities are strung like beads, / Each city a twinkling star: / And I live a life of valorous deeds, / And march with the Faery King to war, / And ride with his knights on milk-white steeds.