Where dips the rocky highland Of Sleuth Wood in the lake, There lies a leafy island Where flapping herons wake. The drowsy water rats, There we've hid our fairy mats Full of berries and Of reddest stolen cherries. Come away, O human child, To the waters and the wild With a fairy hand in hand For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand. Where the wandering water Gushes from the hills above glen-Car, In the pools among the rushes That scarce could bathe a star, We seek for slumbering trout And whispering in their ears, Give them unquiet dreams From ferns than drop their tears. Come away, O human child To the waters and the wild With a fairy, hand in hand For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand Away with us he's going The solemn eyed He'll no more hear the lowing Of the cows on the warm hillside For he comes, the human child To the waters and the wild With a fairy, hand in hand For the world's more full of weeping than he can understand