WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY HENRIETTA RONNER AND FROM PHOTOGRAPHS _Once on a time I used to dream Strange spirits moved about my way, And I might catch a vagrant gleam, A glint of pixy or of fay; Their lives were mingled with my own, So far they roamed, so near they drew; And when I from a child had grown, I woke--and found my dream was true._…
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