To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles,
While the world is full of troubles
And anxious in its sleep.
Come away, O human child!
To the woods and waters wild,
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than
you can understand.
from "The Stolen Child," William Butler Yeats, first published in 1889 in The Wanderings of Oisin and Other Poems
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