Lady
Icicle
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Little
Lady Icicle is dreaming in the north-land
And gleaming in the north-land, her pillow all a-glow;
For the frost has come and
found her
With an ermine robe around
her
Where little Lady Icicle lies dreaming in the snow.
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Little Lady Icicle is waking in the north-land,
And shaking in the north-land her pillow to and
fro;
And the hurricane a-skirling
Sends the feathers all a-whirling
Where little Lady Icicle is waking in the snow.
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Little Lady Icicle is laughing in the north-land,
And quaffing in the north-land her wines that overflow;
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All the lakes and rivers
crusting
That her finger-tips are
dusting,
Where little Lady Icicle is laughing in the snow.
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Little Lady Icicle is singing in the north-land,
And bringing from the north-land a music wild and
low;
And the fairies watch and
listen
Where her silver slippers
glisten,
As little Lady Icicle goes singing through the snow.
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Little Lady Icicle is coming from the north-land
Benumbing all the north-land where’er her
feet may go;
With a fringe of frost before
her
And a crystal garment o’er
her,
Little Lady Icicle is coming with the snow. [Page
58]
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