New Dimension 20 Season “Playtime is Over” Inspired by “The Stolen Child,” a Poem by W. B. Yeats:
The trailer for the new season just dropped! (Hey @dimension20official: I’m hoping for an Aabria Autumn but I fear my hope is vain…but with the fae elements of the trailer’s narration, do you think there’s a chance of a spooky-season return to “A Court of Fae & Flowers,” perhaps??)
I knew the poem sounded familiar. Here it is in its entirety for your perusal:
Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
There we've hid our faery vats,
And of reddest stolen cherries.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim gray sands with light,
Far off by furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night,
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight;
And chase the frothy bubbles,
While the world is full of troubles
And anxious in its sleep.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, 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 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 that drop their tears
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
He'll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside
Sing peace into his breast,
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal chest.
For he comes, the human child,
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than he can understand.