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The Erl-King's Daughter

SIR OLF rode fast towards Thurlston's walls,
To meet his bride in his father's halls.

He saw blue lights flit over the graves;
The elves came forth from their forest-caves.

They danced anear on the glossy strand,
And the Erl-King's Daughter held out her hand.

"O, welcome, Sir Olf, to our jubilee!

Step into the circle and dance with me."
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