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She is coming, my own, my sweet; ::Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, ::Were it earth in an earthly bed; My dust would hear her and beat, ::Had I lain for a century dead; Would start and tremble under her feet, ::And blossom in purple and red.
She is coming, my own, my sweet; ::Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, ::Were it earth in an earthly bed; My dust would hear her and beat, ::Had I lain for a century dead; Would start and tremble under her feet, ::And blossom in purple and red.
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- Hoyt’s New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations (1922) (1922 AD)
Printed page 482 · quotation 18 · Tennyson · Maud. Pt. XXII. St. 11.
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