এই পাতাটির মুদ্রণ সংশোধন করা হয়েছে, কিন্তু বৈধকরণ করা হয়নি।
১৬
You came down from your throne and stopped
and stood at my cottage door.
I was singing all alone in a corner and the melody caught
your ear. You came down and stood at my cottage door.
At your hall masters there are many and songs are
sung at all hours. But the simple carol of this
novice struck at thy love. One palintive little strain
mingled with the great music of the world and
with a flower for a prize you came down and
stopped at my cottage door
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