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The Lady Of Shalott by Lord Alfred Tennyson. Stephen Darrell Smith & Dan Smith - The Great Glen. - Brian Cox
On either side the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye
That clothe the wold and meet the sky
And thro' the field the road runs by
To many tower'd camelot
And up and down the people go
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below
The island of shalott
Willows whiten aspens quiver
Little breezes dusk and shiver
Thro' the wave that runs for ever
By the island in the river
Flowing down to camelot
Four gray walls and four gray towers
Overlook a space of flowers
And the silent isle imbowers
The lady of shalott
By the margin willow veil'd
Slide the heavy barges trail'd
By slow horses and unhail'd
The shallop flitteth silken sail'd
Skimming down to camelot
But who hath seen her wave her hand
Or at the casement seen her stand
Or is she known in all the land
The lady of shalott
Only reapers reaping early
In among the bearded barley
Hear a song that echoes cheerly
From the river winding clearly
Down to tower'd camelot
And by the moon the reaper weary
Piling sheaves in uplands airy
Listening whispers 'tis the fairy
Lady of shalott
There she weaves by night and day
A magic web with colours gay
She has heard a whisper say
A curse is on her if she stay
To look down to camelot
She knows not what the 'curse' may be
And so she weaveth steadily
And little other care hath she
The lady of shalott
And moving thro' a mirror clear
That hangs before her all the year
Shadows of the world appear
There she sees the highway near
Winding down to camelot
There the river eddy whirls
And there the surly village churls
And the red cloaks of market girls
Pass onward from shalott
Sometimes a troop of damsels glad
An abbot on an ambling pad
Sometimes a curly shepherd lad
Or long hair'd page in crimson clad
Goes by to tower'd camelot
And sometimes thro' the mirror blue
The knights come riding two and two
She hath no loyal knight and true
The lady of shalott
But in her web she still delights
To weave the mirror's magic sights
For often thro' the silent nights
A funeral with plumes and lights
And music went to camelot
Or when the moon was overhead
Came two young lovers lately wed
I am half sick of shadows said
The lady of shalott
A bow shot from her bower eaves
He rode between the barley sheaves
The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves
And flamed upon the brazen greaves
Of bold Sir lancelot
A redcross knight for ever kneel'd
To a lady in his shield
That sparkled on the yellow field
Beside remote shalott
The gemmy bridle glitter'd free
Like to some branch of stars we see
Hung in the golden galaxy
The bridle bells rang merrily
As he rode down to camelot
And from his blazon'd baldric slung
A mighty silver bugle hung
And as he rode his armour rung
Beside remote shalott
All in the blue unclouded weather
Thick jewell'd shone the saddle leather
The helmet and the helmet feather
Burn'd like one burning flame together
As he rode down to camelot
As often thro' the purple night
Below the starry clusters bright
Some bearded meteor burning bright
Moves over still shalott
His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd
On burnish'd hooves his war horse trode
From underneath his helmet flow'd
His coal black curls as on he rode
As he rode down to camelot
From the bank and from the river
He flashed into the crystal mirror
Tirra lirra by the river
Sang Sir lancelot
She left the web she left the loom
She made three paces thro' the room
She saw the water lily bloom
She saw the helmet and the plume
She look'd down to camelot
Out flew the web and floated wide
The mirror crack'd from side to side
The curse is come upon me cried
The lady of shalott
In the stormy east wind straining
The pale yellow woods were waning
The broad stream in his banks complaining
Heavily the low sky raining
Over tower'd camelot
Down she came and found a boat
Beneath a willow left afloat
And round about the prow she wrote
'The lady of shalott'
And down the river's dim expanse
Like some bold seer in a trance
Seeing all his own mischance
With a glassy countenance
Did she look to camelot
And at the closing of the day
She loosed the chain and down she lay
The broad stream bore her far away
The lady of shalott
Lying robed in snowy white
That loosely flew to left and right
The leaves upon her falling light
Thro' the noises of the night
She floated down to camelot
And as the boat head wound along
The willowy hills and fields among
They heard her singing her last song
The lady of shalott
Heard a carol mournful holy
Chanted loudly chanted lowly
Till her blood was frozen slowly
And her eyes were darken'd wholly
Turn'd to tower'd camelot
For ere she reach'd upon the tide
The first house by the water side
Singing in her song she died
The lady of shalott
Under tower and balcony
By garden wall and gallery
A gleaming shape she floated by
Dead pale between the houses high
Silent into camelot
Out upon the wharfs they came
Knight and burgher lord and dame
And round the prow they read her name
'The lady of shalott'
Who is this and what is here
And in the lighted palace near
Died the sound of royal cheer
And they cross'd themselves for fear
All the knights at camelot
But lancelot mused a little space
He said she has a lovely face
God in his mercy lend her grace
The lady of shalott
