Alfred Lord Tennyson

Lincoln / England
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Lincoln / England
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Come Down, O Maid

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COME down, O maid, from yonder mountain height:
What pleasure lives in height (the shepherd sang),
In height and cold, the splendour of the hills?
But cease to move so near the Heavens, and cease
To glide a sunbeam by the blasted Pine,
To sit a star upon the sparkling spire;
And come, for Love is of the valley, come,
For Love is of the valley, come thou down
And find him; by the happy threshold, he,
Or hand in hand with Plenty in the maize,
Or red with spirted purple of the vats,
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Vrukshi Chouhan 11 December 2019
Verrrrrrry nice poem
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