This poem inspired me to write my e Book. The Miller's Daughter by Alfred Lord TennysonIt 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 I’d touch her neck so warm and white. Ellen Read
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  1. Mark ran his fingers over the bindings and whispered words, written long ago, words that wriggled through the aged leather, trembled beneath his touch. What lives and loves, hopes and dreams, deaths and despair these volumes held.
  2. Time meant nothing. She loved him in an instant. She would love him forever.
  3. This poem inspired me to write my e Book. The Miller's Daughter by Alfred Lord TennysonAnd I would be the necklace, And all day long to fall and rise Upon her balmy bosom, With her laughter or her sighs; And I would lie so light,...
  4. This poem inspired me to write my e Book. The Miller's Daughter by Alfred Lord TennysonIt 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...
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