Shallow post Here are all my fairy friends: O'er the grey walls I could hear Frogs and birds that were calling The great Goddess of Faeria. Sing! She said. There's nothing you must fear   Now the grass is Her Realm again The grass I walk upon with light Feet. I breathe her holy breath again My Queen's back! I cry, with delight   And whene'er I feel in pain Whene'er my poor soul complains O'er the grey walls I'll listen To the frogs and the birds calling The Great Goddess of the Heathen The Fairy Queen. And I will sing.

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