I Know Where Be Faeries

I know where be faeries
Of ev'ry ilk an' tongue:
'Neath castle keeps, in gardens kept --
In hearts by lovers stung.

I know where be faeries,
Tho' I mightn't ever tell,
Aye, believers' hearts be wary,
Lest a doubter cast its spell.

I know where be faeries:
In some past, a mage's dream
'Bout a cache of golden clover,
Clover sweet amidst the green.

Aye, I know where be faeries,
Silly, sacrosanct, sublime --
In spirits longing for the magic
Of a wond'rous, languid time.