Answer:
Explanation:
Alfred, Lord Tennyson, ‘Of Old Sat Freedom on the heights
Of old sat Freedom on the heights,
The thunders breaking at her feet:
Above her shook the starry lights:
She heard the torrents meet.
There in her place, she did rejoice,
Self-gather’d in her prophet-mind,
But fragments of her mighty voice
Came rolling on the wind …
