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Show OVER THE HILLS AND FAR AWAY. By Nora Chesson. Last night, last night, in the dark o' the- moon Into my dreams slid a faery tune . . . It slew the dreams that I dreamed of him, With Its moonshine music, fain and Uim. What tune should the fairy "pipers play But "Over the Hilis and Faraway." The music called to my idle feet, And O! the music was wild and sweet: I left my dreams and my lonely bed, And followed afar wheie the music led Ahd never a tune did the pipers play But "Over the Hills and Far Away." Over the hills and far away, What love has tenderer words, to say? Love that lifteth or bows the head, Love that ilveth or love that's cead? Hilla that are far away are fair, And i. followed the ghost of my lover there. We danced all night in a silent ban,d, I and my lover, hand in hand; We danced, nor knew till the dew was dry That deep slept Donat and lone slepj; I We took no thought of the coming day Over the hills and far away. My eyes are blind with the growing light, And O my grief! that the day was night For my heart is broke, for my lover's eyes, And all day long in my ears there crh3S The tune of the fairy pipes that play "Over the Hills and Far Away." The Mirror. |