.Over on the hill
There grows a flower>
Growing quicker still
More perfect by the hour>
Deep within that flower>
Is a tiny chair
All a-fringed with gold
The fairy queen sits there
It is in her breath
That the wind does blow
It is in her heart
As pure as.
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