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The Land Of Little People

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Far away, and yet so near us, lies a land whcre 11 bave been, Played beslde Hs spurklinji waters, danced aloiiK lts meadowi ureon, Wliere lli" Imsy wiiiid we dweil in and lts ïinNi's only si'.in Like the echo of a tempest or tlie shadow of a dmn, And il grows not olil forever, sweet and younii lt Is to-day, ' lis tlie landof llttle people, where the happy chlklreu play. And thethlngs tliey knnw and see there, are so wondertul and kruuI, Thlitgs that wlser folks and older cannot know ir andentand ; In the woods the)' meet llie fulrles ; Umi the giantK in their caves, See IhepiilaiM's of cloudlaud, and theranriaur In the wnves. Kmtw what all the blrdieR Ring of, hear the secret of the flow'm, For the land of llille pt-ople Is anoth'er world tlian mus. Once 'twas ours; 'tis ours no lorger; for wlicn nursery lime ís o'er, Through the land of llttle people we may wanil'T never more. lint we hear tlit-lr merry volees añil we see them at thelr play. And our own dark world grows brlghter, and we Heem as yimng as they, Roamlng over shore and meadow, talklng to the blrds and flow'rs- For the land of llttle people la i lalrer world t hun ours.


Ann Arbor Courier
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