“There sat a woman, whose wet tresses rolled
On to the floor in waves of gleaming gold,
Cast back from such a form as, erewhile shown
To one poor shepherd, lighted up Troy town.”

—  William Morris

The Earthly Paradise (1868-70), The Lady of the Land

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