Tennyson – The Mermaid

“Who would be
A mermaid fair,
Singing alone,
Combing her hair
Under the sea,
In golden curl
With a comb of pearl,
On a throne?

I would be a mermaid fair;
I would sing to myself the whole day;
With a comb of pearl I would comb my hair;
And still as I comb I would sit and say,
“Who is it loves me? Who loves not me?”

-Lord Alfred Tennyson, The Mermaid

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