English poem
Plain Tales from the Hills/Venus Annodomini
And the years went on as the years must do; But our great Diana was always new— Fresh, and blooming, and blonde, and fair, With azure eyes and with aureate hair; And all the folk, as they came or went, Offered her praise to her heart's content.
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