ANOTHER map, an please you, sir! For why, we cannot understand, In all your great geography There is no map of Fairyland. Another map, an please you, sir! And, afterward, describe in full How Fairyland is famed for pearls, And fleeces made from golden wool, And prancing, gold-shod, milk-white steeds With bridles set with jewel-eyes: Tell how the Fairy rivers run, And where the Fairy mountains rise, And of the Fairy-folk, their ways And customs—if it please you, sir; Then, of the journey there, how long For any speedy traveller. Another map, an please you, sir! And would you kindly not delay; Sister and I would dearly like To learn our lesson there, to-day!
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