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p on the Caldon Hill?" "I heard the drops the water made, And I heard the corn-ears fill." "Oh, tell me all, my Mary-- 5 All, all that ever you know; For you must have seen the fairies Last night on the Caldon-Low." "Then take me on your knee, mother, And listen, mother of mine: 10 A hundred fairies danced last night, And the harpers they were nine; "And merry was the glee of the harp-strings, And their dancing feet so small; But, oh! the sound of their talking 15 Was merrier far than all!" "And what were the words, my Mary, That you did hear them say?" "I'll tell you all, my mother, But let me have my way. 20 "And some they played with the water, And rolled it down the hill; 'And this,' they said, 'shall speedily turn The poor old miller's mill; "'For there has been no water 5 Ever since the first of May; And a busy man shall the miller be By the dawning of the day! "'Oh, the miller, how he will laugh, When he sees the mill-dam rise! 10 The jolly old miller, how he will laugh Till the tears fill both his eyes!' "And some they seized the little winds, That sounded over the hill, And each put a horn into his mouth, 15 And blew so sharp and shrill: "'And there,' said they, 'the merry winds go Away from every horn; And those shall clear the mildew dank From the blind old widow's corn: 20 "'Oh, the poor blind widow-- Though she has been blind so long, She'll be merry enough when the mildew's gone, And the corn stands stiff and strong!' "And some they brought the brown linseed, 5 And flung it down from the Low: 'And this,' said they, 'by the sunrise, In the weaver's croft shall grow! "'Oh, the poor lame weaver! How he will laugh outrig
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