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On either side of the river lie |
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Long fields of barley and of rye, |
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That clothe the world and meet the sky; |
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And thro' the field the road run by |
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To many-towered Camelot; |
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And up and down the people go, |
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Gazing where the lilies blow |
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Round an island there below, |
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The island of Shalott. |
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Willows whiten, aspens quiver, |
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Little breezes and dusk and shiver |
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Thro' the wave that runs forever |
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By the island in the river |
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Flowing down to Camelot. |
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Four grey walls, and four grey towers, |
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Overlook a space of flowers, |
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And the silent island imbowers |
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The Lady of Shalott. |
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Only reapers, reaping early, |
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In among the bearded barley |
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Hear a song that echoes cheerly |
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From the river winding clearly |
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Flowing down to tower'd Camelot; |
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And by the moon the reaper weary, |
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Piling sheaves in uplands airy, |
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Listening, whispers "'tis the fairy |
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The Lady of Shalott." |
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There she weaves by night and day |
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A magic web with colours gay, |
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She has heard a whisper say, |
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A curse is on her if she stay |
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To look down to Camelot. |
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She knows not what the curse may be, |
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And so she weaveth steadily, |
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And little other care hath she, |
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The Lady of Shalott. |
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But in her web she still delights |
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To weave the mirror's magic sights, |
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For often thro' the silent nights |
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A funeral, with plumes and with lights |
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And music, went to Camelot; |
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Or when the Moon was overhead, |
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Came two young lovers lately wed. |
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"I am half sick of shadows," she said |
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The Lady Of Shalott. |
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A bow-shot from her bower-eaves, |
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He rode between the barley sheaves, |
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The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves, |
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And flamed upon the brazen greaves |
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Of bold Sir Lancelot. |
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A red-cross knight for ever kneel'd |
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To a lady in his shield, |
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That sparkled on the yellow field, |
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Beside remote Shalott. |
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His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd; |
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On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode; |
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From underneath his helmet flow'd |
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His coal-black curls as on he rode, |
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As he rode down to Camelot. |
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From the bank and from the river |
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He flashed into the crystal mirror, |
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"Tirra Lirra," by the river |
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Sang Sir Lancelot. |
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She left the web, she left the loom, |
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She made three paces taro' the room, |
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She saw the water-lily bloom, |
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She saw the helmet and the plume, |
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She looked down to Camelot. |
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Out flew the web and floated wide; |
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The mirror cracked from side to side; |
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"The curse is come upon me," cried |
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The Lady of Shalott. |
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In the stormy east-wind straining, |
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The pale yellow woods were waning, |
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The broad stream in his banks complaining. |
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Heavily the low sky raining |
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Over towered Camelot; |
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Down she came and found a boat |
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Beneath a willow left afloat, |
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And round about the prow she wrote |
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The Lady of Shalott |
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And down the river's dim expanse |
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Like some bold seer in a trance, |
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Seeing all his own mischance |
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With a glassy countenance |
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Did she look to Camelot. |
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And at the closing of the day |
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She loosed the chain and down she lay; |
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The broad stream bore her far away, |
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The Lady of Shalott. |
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Who is this? And what is here? |
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And in the lighted palace near |
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Died the sound of royal cheer; |
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And they crossed themselves for fear, |
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All the Knights at Camelot; |
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But Lancelot mused a little space |
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He said, "She has a lovely face; |
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God in his mercy lend her grace, |
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The Lady of Shalott." |
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