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Tlic Fairies seven, who loved the land— that ti.ey the child might bless, 
 
 Yet one old Fairy they left out, in pure forgetfulness. 
 
 And at the feast, the dishes fair were of the reddest gold ; 
 
 ]5 it when the Fairy came, not one for her, so bad and old. 
 
 Angry was she, because her place and dish had been forgot, 
 
 And angry things she muttered long, and kept her anger hot, 
 
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 in 2012 with funding from 
 
 University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill 
 
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 He reached the guard, the court, the hall, — and there, where'er he stept, 
 
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He leads her forth : the magic sleep of all the Court is oer, — 
 
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 A hundred years ago. The King and Queen awake, and tell 
 
 How all has happed, rejoicing much that all has ended well. 
 
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" But this small key belongs to one small 
 
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 And so he went ; and all the friends 
 
 came there from far and wide, 
 And in her wealth the lady took much 
 
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 At once he asked her for the key, — he saw 
 
 the bloody stain, — 
 
" Come down ! " cried Bluebeard, " time is 
 
 up ! " With many a sigh and moan, 
 She prayed him for a minute more ; he 
 
 shouted still, "Come down!" 
 " O sister Anne, look out, look out ! and do 
 
 you nothing see ?" 
 " At last I see our brothers two come riding 
 
 hastily." 
 " Now spare me, Bluebeard, — spare thy 
 
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 And saved their sister's life, and gained 
 
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