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The White Witch of Spiton and the Serpent of Anata: And the Serpent of Anata by Tracey Rolfe
The White Witch of Spiton and the Book of Dreams: Bk. 2 by Tracey Rolfe
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Favorite authorsRoald Dahl (Shared favorites)
About meTracey Rolfe is the author of the childrens magical fantasy series, 'The White Witch of Spiton...'
About my libraryBook One, 'The White Witch of Spiton and the Serpent of Anata'
Book Two, 'The White Witch of Spiton and the Book of Dreams
Age group 9yrs to 12yrs
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Sweet babe! a golden cradle holds thee,
And soft the snow-white fleece enfolds thee;
In airy bower I'll watch thy sleeping,
Where branchy trees to the breeze are sweeping.
Shuheen, sho, lulo lo!
When young wives languish broken-hearted,
When young wives are from husbands parted,
Ah! little think the keeners lonely,
They weep some time-worn fairy only.
Shuheen, sho, lulo, lo!
Within our magic halls of brightness,
Trips many a foot of snowy whiteness;
Stolen maidens, queens of fairy --
And kings and chiefs a slaugh-shee-airy.
Shuheen, sho, lulo, lo!
Rest thee babe! I love thee dearly,
And as thy mortal mother nearly;
Ours is the swiftest steed and proudest,
That moves where the tramp of the host is loudest.
Shuheen, sho, lulo, lo!
Rest thee babe! for soon thy slumbers
Shall flee at the magic koelshies numbers;
In airy bower I'll watch thy sleeping,
Where branchy trees to the breeze are sweeping.
- Edward Walsh -
posted by theoldman at 8:53 am (EST) on Nov 19, 2009