Alfred, Lord Tennyson Quote

Now folds the lily all her sweetness up,
And slips into the bosom of the lake.


The Princess (1847) pt. 7, l. 171, song (added 1850)


Now folds the lily all her sweetness up, And slips into the bosom of the lake.

Now folds the lily all her sweetness up, And slips into the bosom of the lake.

Now folds the lily all her sweetness up, And slips into the bosom of the lake.

Now folds the lily all her sweetness up, And slips into the bosom of the lake.