Once in days of yore a little Princess, who had summers seen
Scarcely seven, and was christened by the holy name Christine,
Found herself, at eve, disporting in a fairy ring of green.
She had left the kingly castle; left her sire’s and mother’s side,
Left the banquet, where her brother feasted with his royal bride;
And had rambled to the forest valley, ‘neath the summer moon,
Where she crossed the charm
(Philip James Bailey)
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