What the Gray-Winged Fairy Said

 The moon's a gong, hung in the wild,
Whose song the fays hold dear.

Of course you do not hear it, child.

It takes a FAIRY ear.


The full moon is a splendid gong
That beats as night grows still.

It sounds above the evening song
Of dove or whippoorwill.

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