Cornish Magic

Pixies, slipping, dipping, stealing;
Elf-bells, ringing, swinging, peeling;
Mermaids, giants, tin-mine fairies,
Piskies, wiskies, maids in dairies;
Moonlight in a fairy ring;
Breezes in a frenzied fling;
Bronze, bare mountains, rolling high;
Druids' heaps and sea gulls' cry;
Magic-made, when time began,
The Cornish coast, enchanted land.
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