tis said, the fairy people meet, Beneath each birken shade, on mead or hill. . There, each trim lass, that skims the milky store, To the swart tribes their creamy bowls allots; By night they sip it round the cottage door, While airy minstrels warble jocund...
Observations on a Tour Through the Highlands and Part of the Western Isles ... - Page 117
by Thomas Garnett - 1811
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