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FAIRYLAND.

(By Phyllis Hughes, "Sunny Brae, lMlding.)

Tread softly, little one, tread softly, dear, Lest you should break the spell that chains me here. A captive in this mystic woodland dell, A captive Hound by beauty's magic spell. I know that there are dryads here —and gnomes. . I know —for these tall foxgloves are their homes. I know that there are fairies watching near, , Tread softly, little one —lest they should hear. And talk in undertones, for anywhere A goblin might be hiding in his lair. _ See how the fern-fronds bend a listening ear, To water-pixies in the streamlet here. And watch the shadows in their changing moods, , Tlioy glide and dance m shifting attitudes. . . Oh, everywhere there's magic lurking here. So softly, softly, on tiptoes, my dear.

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Auckland Star, Volume LXVI, Issue 76, 30 March 1935, Page 2 (Supplement)

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FAIRYLAND. Auckland Star, Volume LXVI, Issue 76, 30 March 1935, Page 2 (Supplement)

FAIRYLAND. Auckland Star, Volume LXVI, Issue 76, 30 March 1935, Page 2 (Supplement)