come down upon
1.I sit on the grass and gaze upon the sky and dream of the sudden splendour of thy coming —all the lights ablaze, golden pennons flying over thy car, and they at the roadside standing agape, when they see thee come down from thy seat to raise me from the dust, and set at thy side this ragged beggar girl a-tremble with shame and pride, like a creeper in a summer breeze.
