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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341766" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Princess: A Medley: Come down, O Maid</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come down, O maid, from yonder mountain height:<br> What pleasure lives in height (the shepherd sang)<br> In height and cold, the splendour of the hills?<br> But cease to move so near the Heavens, and cease<br> To glide a sunbeam by the blasted Pine,<br> To sit a star upon the sparkling spire;<br> And come, for Love is of the valley, come,<br> For Love is of the valley, come thou down<br> And find him; by the happy threshold, he,<br> Or hand in hand with Plenty in the maize,<br> Or red with spirted purple of the vats,<br> Or foxlike in the vine; nor cares to walk<br> With Death and Morning on the silver horns,<br> Nor wilt thou snare him in the white ravine,<br> Nor find him dropt upon the firths of ice,<br> That huddling slant in furrow-cloven falls<br> To roll the torrent out of dusky doors:<br> But follow; let the torrent dance thee down<br> To find him in the valley; let the wild<br> Lean-headed Eagles yelp alone, and leave<br> The monstrous ledges there to slope, and spill<br> Their thousand wreaths of dangling water-smoke,<br> That like a broken purpose waste in air:<br> So waste not thou; but come; for all the vales<br> Await thee; azure pillars of the hearth<br> Arise to thee; the children call, and I<br> Thy shepherd pipe, and sweet is every sound,<br> Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet;<br> Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn,<br> The moan of doves in immemorial elms,<br> And murmuring of innumerable bees.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alfred+Lord+Tennyson">Alfred Lord Tennyson</a><div class=q>
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 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,
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