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Oh, listen, little Dear-My-Soul, / To the fairy voices calling, / For the moon is high in the misty sky / And the honey dew is falling; / To the midnight feast in the clover bloom / The bluebells are a-ringing, / And it's "Come away to the land of fay" / That the katydid is singing.
Oh, slumber, little Dear-My-Soul, / And hand in hand we'll wander -- / Hand in hand to the beautiful land / Of Balow, away off yonder; / Or we'll sail along in a lily leaf / Into the white moon's halo -- / Over a stream of mist and dream / Into the land of Balow.
Or, you shall have two beautiful wings -- / Two gossamer wings and airy, / And all the while shall the old moon smile / And think you a little fairy; / And you shall dance in the velvet sky, / And the silvery stars shall twinkle / And dream sweet dreams as over their beams / Your footfalls softly tinkle.