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I never quite saw fairy-folk A-dancing in the glade, Where, just beyond the hollow oak, Their broad green rings are laid; But, while behind that oak I hid, One day I very nearly did! I never quite saw mermaids rise Above the twilight sea, When sands, left wet, 'neath sunset skies, Are blushing rosily: But—all alone, those rocks amid— One day I very nearly did! I never quite saw Goblin Grim, Who haunts our lumber room And pops his head above the rim Of that oak chest's deep gloom: But once—when mother raised the lid— I very, very nearly did! |