(WB Yeats). . Come away, human child. to the water. Come away, human child. to the water and the wild. With a faery, hand in hand. for the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
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.