There on the top of the down,
The wild heather round me and over me June’s high blue,
When I look’d at the bracken so bright and the heather so brown,
I thought to myself I would offer this book to you,
This, and my love together,
To you that are seventy-seven,
With a faith as clear as the heights of the June-blue heaven,
And a fancy as summer-new
As the green of the bracken amid the gloom of the heather.
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Yes, it was. You are welcome
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Tennyson’s work in his later years was exceptional, ‘The Lady of Shalott’ and ‘The Dream of Fair Women’ come to mind. Thanks for posting this one 🙂
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