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LORD TENNYSON

Down she came and found a boat Beneath a willow left afloat, And round about the prow she wrote The Lady of Sbalott.

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.

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