The Miller’s Daughter
Alfred Lord Tennyson
1809 to 1892
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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That I would be the jewel
And I would lie so light, so light,
With her laughter or her sighs:
And all day long to fall and rise
And I would be the girdle
Upon her balmy bosom,
And I would be the necklace,
In sorrow and in rest:
It is the miller's daughter,
And she is grown so dear, so dear,
I scarce should be unclasp'd at night.
I'd touch her neck so warm and white.
I'd clasp it round so close and tight.
And her heart would beat against me,
For hid in ringlets day and night,
About her dainty dainty waist,
That trembles in her ear:
And I should know if it beat right,