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