The Millers Daughter
Read 'The Millers Daughter' by 'Alfred Lord Tennyson' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
IT is the miller's daughter,
And she is grown so dear, so dear,
That I would be the jewel
That trembles in her ear:
For hid in ringlets day and night, 5
I'd touch her neck so warm and white.
And I would be the girdle
About her dainty dainty waist,
And her heart would beat against me,
In sorrow and in rest: 10
And I should know if it beat right,
I'd clasp it round so close and tight.
And I would be the necklace,
And all day long to fall and rise
Upon her balmy bosom, 15
With her laughter or her sighs:
And I would lie so light, so light,
I scarce should be unclasp'd at night.
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