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1. If this fail, The pillar'd firmament is rottenness, 12 FAIRIES And earth's base built on stubble. Up the airy mountain,

MILTON.—Comus. L. 597. 2 Nam quamvis prope to, quamvis temone sub uno Vertentem sese, frustra sectabere cantum Cum rota posterior curras et in axe secundo. Why, like the hindmost chariot wheels, art curst Still to be near but ne'er to reach the first. PERSIUs—Satires. W. 71. DRYDEN's trans. English, one of the mottoes of the Spectator, Tatler, Guardian.

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Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together, Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather! WILLIAM ALLINGHAM—The Fairies.

13 Do you believe in fairies? If you believe clap your hands. Don't let Tinker die. BARRIE-Peter Pan. (“Tinker Bell” thought she could get well again if children believed in fairies.)

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When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a million pieces, and they all went skipping about. That was the beginning of fairies.

BARRIE-Peter Pan.

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Whenever a child says “I don't believe in fairies” there's a little fairy somewhere that falls right down dead.

BARRIE-Peter Pan.

16 Bright Eyes, Light Eyes! Daughter of a Fay! I had not been a married wife a twelvemonth and

a day, I hado: nursed my little one a month upon my ee, When down among the bluebell banks rose elfins three times three: They griped me by the raven hair, I could not cry for fear, They put a hempen rope around my waist and dragged me here; They made me sit and give thee suck as mortal mothers can Bright yes. Light Eyes! strange and weak and wan. Robert BUCHANAN–The Fairy Foster Mother. 17 Then take me on your knee, mother; And listen, mother of mine. A hundred fairies danced last night, And the harpers they were nine. Mso HowTTT–The Fairies of the Caldon Low. St. 5.

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