Legend Lost

Wyrd Eldritch, Uncle Ouph
Brother Brownie, sister Sidhe
Cousin Elf Gnome and Sprite
Friend of Faerie, all the wee

See me 'tween the winking eye
Spy me ere ye blink
Watch me if thee eyes be fixed
Catch me ere ye think

Pick a four-leaf clover
Faerie ointment on your eye
Late too late your hand is empty
Horse and hattock was the cry

If you catch me, wary be!
Hoodwinked by my slight of size
Taboo breach then Faerie stroke
Elf-shot leaves you paralyzed!

Legend of the wee folk
Saved by poets' pens
We no longer ramble
Through enchanted fens

Fare thee well; the legend lost
A final bell did toll
On the fields of greensward
We no longer stroll

Trooping Faeries' last delight
Riding o're the land
Closing song ere vanishing
Leave the world to man

Legend of the wee folk
Saved by poets' pens
We no longer ramble
Through enchanted fens

All the land was filled of Faerie
Elf-queen and her corps
That was many year ago
We don't believe no more

Legend of the wee folk
Saved by poets' pens
We no longer ramble
Through enchanted fens



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Minella
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