The Miller’s Daughter

Alfred Lord Tennyson

1809 to 1892

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It is the miller's daughter,
And I would lie so light, so light,
For hid in ringlets day and night,
  And she is grown so dear, so dear,
  In sorrow and in rest:
  And all day long to fall and rise
That I would be the jewel
And I would be the girdle
And her heart would beat against me,
  About her dainty dainty waist,
I'd clasp it round so close and tight.
I'd touch her neck so warm and white.
I scarce should be unclasp'd at night.
  With her laughter or her sighs:
And I would be the necklace,
Upon her balmy bosom,
And I should know if it beat right,
  That trembles in her ear: