Come hither my sparrows
	My little arrows
	If a tear or a smile
	Will a man beguile
	If an amorous delay
	Clouds a sunshiny day
	If the step of a foot
	Smites the heart to its root
	Tis the marriage ring
	Makes each fairy a king
	
	So a fairy sung
	From the leaves I sprung
	He leapd from the spray
	To flee away
	But in my hat caught
	He soon shall be taught
	Let him laugh let him cry
	He's my butterfly
	For I've pulld out the Sting
	Of the marriage ring.

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