Second Kingdom - part of the DreamScape!

Welcome to Sleepy Maggie's little world. Here you will find the explaination of my name, as well as some links relevant to my life in the Second Kingdom, where I live in a beautiful tree house!

Second Kingdom Links:

  • What is Second Kingdom?

  • Dreamscape Main Page

  • Second Kingdom Main Page

  • The Second Kingdom Chronicle

  • The Virtual Planet

    • Here is what I look like in Second Kingsom!

    Other Links you might enjoy:

    • RoseWood, my ancient Web home
    • Krystal Angel Postcards, a post card site I've set up that lets you create your own angelic scenes and send them to friends.
    • KrystalRose, my business Web page (which I share with my dear friend Morcael)
    • Krystal Community, the community site we offer for free to the rest of the world
    • My personal news page where you can read what's going on in my life and view my photo galleries, including pictures of my Chickens!
    • VZones New Horizon - for those of you who might prefer a more Urban Virtual Life.

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      Are ye Sleepin' Maggie? is a traditional Scottish Folk Song. Here is a little .wav file of the melody!

      Mirk and rainy is the nicht,
      There's no' a staum in a' the carry
      Lichtnin's gleam athwart the lift,
      And cauld winds drive wi' winters fury.

      Chorus:
      |: Oh, are ye sleeping Maggie :|
      Let me in, for loud the linn is howling
      Ower the warlock Craigie.

      Fearfu' soughs the boortree bank,
      The rifted wood roars wild and dreary
      Loud the iron yett does clank,
      The cry of howlits mak's me eerie.

      (Chorus)

      Abune ma breath, I daurnae speak,
      For fear I rouse your waukrife Daddy
      Cauld's the blast upon my cheek,
      O rise, O rise my bonnie lady.

      (Chorus)

      She's ope'd the door, she's let him in,
      She's cuist aside his dreepin plaidie
      Blaw yer warst ye rain and wind,
      For Maggie noo I'm an aside ye.

      Alt. Chorus:
      |: Noo since your waukin' Maggie, :|
      What care I for howlits cry,
      For boortree bank or warlock Craigie.