[00:00.00] 作曲 : Loreena McKennitt
[00:00.00] 作词 : Alfred Tennyson
[00:00.00]loreena mckennitt - the lady of shalott
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[00:36.66]on either side of the river lie
[00:40.53]long fields of barley and of rye,
[00:45.09]that clothe the world and meet the sky;
[00:49.17]and thro the field the road run by
[00:52.68]to many-towered camelot;
[00:56.93]and up and down the people go,
[01:00.60]gazing where the lilies blow
[01:04.89]round an island there below,
[01:07.92]the island of shalott.
[01:10.87]
[01:12.90]willows whiten, aspens quiver,
[01:16.56]little breezes and dusk and shiver
[01:20.41]thro the wave that runs forever
[01:24.19]by the island in the river
[01:27.52]flowing down to camelot.
[01:31.92]four grey walls, and four grey towers,
[01:35.89]overlook a space of flowers,
[01:39.77]and the silent island imbowers
[01:43.27]the lady of shalott.
[01:45.91]
[01:48.07]only reapers, reaping early,
[01:51.59]in among the bearded barley
[01:55.38]hear a song that echoes cheerly
[01:59.30]from the river winding clearly
[02:02.85]flowing down to towerd camelot;
[02:07.14]and by the moon the reaper weary,
[02:10.85]piling sheaves in uplands airy,
[02:14.51]listening, whispers "tis the fairy
[02:18.35]the lady of shalott."
[02:21.02]
[02:38.26]there she weaves by night and day
[02:41.78]a magic web with colours gay,
[02:45.52]she has heard a whisper say,
[02:49.33]a curse is on her if she stay
[02:52.78]to look down to camelot.
[02:56.93]she knows not what the curse may be,
[03:00.44]and so she weaveth steadily,
[03:04.44]and little other care hath she,
[03:07.84]the lady of shalott.
[03:10.91]
[03:12.74]but in her web she still delights
[03:16.36]to weave the mirrors magic sights,
[03:20.78]for often thro the silent nights
[03:24.12]a funeral, with plumes and with lights
[03:27.89]and music, went to camelot;
[03:32.48]or when the moon was overhead,
[03:35.78]came two young lovers lately wed.
[03:39.66]"i am half sick of shadows," she said
[03:43.19]the lady of shalott.
[03:46.12]
[04:05.16]a bow-shot from her bower-eaves,
[04:08.76]he rode between the barley sheaves,
[04:12.51]the sun came dazzling thro the leaves,
[04:16.23]and flamed upon the brazen greaves
[04:20.05]of bold sir lancelot.
[04:24.43]a red-cross knight for ever kneeld
[04:28.26]to a lady in his shield,
[04:31.92]that sparkled on the yellow field,
[04:35.12]beside remote shalott.
[04:38.00]
[04:39.76]his broad clear brow in sunlight glowd;
[04:43.32]on burnishd hooves his war-horse trode;
[04:46.84]from underneath his helmet flowd
[04:50.31]his coal-black curls as on he rode,
[04:53.94]as he rode down to camelot.
[04:58.36]from the bank and from the river
[05:01.76]he flashed into the crystal mirror,
[05:06.02]"tirra lirra," by the river
[05:09.40]sang sir lancelot.
[05:12.13]
[05:13.91]she left the web, she left the loom,
[05:17.55]she made three paces taro the room,
[05:21.74]she saw the water-lily bloom,
[05:25.85]she saw the helmet and the plume,
[05:29.07]she looked down to camelot.
[05:33.03]out flew the web and floated wide;
[05:37.23]the mirror cracked from side to side;
[05:40.99]"the curse is come upon me," cried
[05:44.36]the lady of shalott.
[05:47.33]
[06:04.38]in the stormy east-wind straining,
[06:07.99]the pale yellow woods were waning,
[06:11.65]the broad stream in his banks complaining.
[06:15.37]heavily the low sky raining
[06:18.95]over towered camelot;
[06:23.23]down she came and found a boat
[06:26.30]beneath a willow left afloat,
[06:30.46]and round about the prow she wrote
[06:33.72]the lady of shalott
[06:36.72]
[06:38.16]and down the rivers dim expanse
[06:41.98]like some bold seer in a trance,
[06:45.76]seeing all his own mischance
[06:49.49]with a glassy countenance
[06:52.79]did she look to camelot.
[06:57.28]and at the closing of the day
[07:00.54]she loosed the chain and down she lay;
[07:04.80]the broad stream bore her far away,
[07:08.11]the lady of shalott.
[07:11.46]
[07:31.18]who is this? and what is here?
[07:35.65]and in the lighted palace near
[07:39.51]died the sound of royal cheer;
[07:43.43]and they crossed themselves for fear,
[07:47.17]all the knights at camelot;
[07:51.66]but lancelot mused a little space
[07:57.94]he said, "she has a lovely face;
[08:02.02]god in his mercy lend her grace,
[08:06.53]the lady of shalott."
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