FAIRY TALES.
The time I like for fairy tales Is when the day begins to die, Just as the brilliant sunset pales, And twilight shadows gather nigh
When I can lie before the fire That blazes with a ruddy light. And hear the tales that never tire, Of imp and fairy, gnome and sprite.
And sometimes as the shadows fall Across the floor from every side, A goblin dances on the wall, And gnomes within the corners hide.
Then as the firelight blazes high We see the shadows run away, And silently again draw nigh, Like spirits of the wood at play.
And when the embers faintly glow, Vpon the smoke I see ascend The little folks I love to know, Who vanish at the storv’s end. Flavel Scott Mines
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume IX, Issue 18, 30 April 1892, Page 461
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130FAIRY TALES. New Zealand Graphic, Volume IX, Issue 18, 30 April 1892, Page 461
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