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Stolen Child Loreena Mckennitt Where dips the rocky highland Of Sleuth Wood in the lake There lies a leafy island Where flapping herons wake The drowsy water-rats There we've hid our faery vats Full of berries And of reddest stolen cherries Come away, O human child To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand For the world's more full of weeping Than you can understand. Where the wave of moonlight glosses The dim grey sands with light By far off furthest Rosses We foot it all the night Weaving olden dances Mingling hands and mingling glances Till the moon has taken flight To and fro we leap And chase the frothy bubbles Whilst the world is full of troubles And is anxious in its sleep. Come away, O human child To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand For the world's more full of weeping Than you can understand. Where the wandering water gushes From the hills above Glen-Car In pools among the rushes That scarce could bathe a star We seek for slumbering trout And whispering in their ears Give them unquiet dreams Leaning softly out From ferns that drop their tears Over the young streams Come away, O human child To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand For the world's more full of weeping Than you can understand. Away with us he's going The solemn-eyed He'll hear no more the lowing Of the calves on the warm hillside Or the kettle on the hob Sing peace into his breast Or see the brown mice bob

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Stolen Child

Loreena Mckennitt

Where dips the rocky highlandOf Sleuth Wood in the lakeThere lies a leafy islandWhere flapping herons wakeThe drowsy water-ratsThere we've hid our faery vatsFull of berriesAnd of reddest stolen cherries

Come away, O human childTo the waters and the wildWith a faery, hand in handFor the world's more full of weepingThan you can understand.

Where the wave of moonlight glossesThe dim grey sands with lightBy far off furthest Rosses

We foot it all the nightWeaving olden dancesMingling hands and mingling glancesTill the moon has taken flightTo and fro we leapAnd chase the frothy bubblesWhilst the world is full of troublesAnd is anxious in its sleep.

Come away, O human childTo the waters and the wildWith a faery, hand in handFor the world's more full of weepingThan you can understand.

Where the wandering water gushesFrom the hills above Glen-CarIn pools among the rushesThat scarce could bathe a starWe seek for slumbering troutAnd whispering in their earsGive them unquiet dreamsLeaning softly outFrom ferns that drop their tearsOver the young streams

Come away, O human childTo the waters and the wildWith a faery, hand in handFor the world's more full of weepingThan you can understand.

Away with us he's goingThe solemn-eyedHe'll hear no more the lowingOf the calves on the warm hillsideOr the kettle on the hobSing peace into his breastOr see the brown mice bob