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Come
fairies
take me out of this dull world,
for I would ride with you
upon the wind and dance
upon the mountains like a flame.
W.B. Yeats.
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A
lady with whom I was riding in the forest said to me that the
woods always seemed to her to wait, as if the genii who inhabit
them suspend their deeds until the wayfarer had passed onward;
a thought which poetry has celebrated in the dance of the fairies,
which breaks off on the approach of human feet.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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And we fairies, that do run
By the triple Hecate’s team
From the presence of the sun,
Following darkness like a dream,
Now are frolic. Not a mouse
Shall disturb this hallowed house.
William Shakespeare (A Midsummer’s Night's Dream)
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The thirteenth fairy,
her fingers as long and thin as straws,
her eyes burnt by cigarettes,
her uterus an empty teacup,
arrived with an evil gift.
Anne Sexton - Briar Rose (Sleeping Beauty) |
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