Song | The Lady Of Shalott by Lord Alfred Tennyson. Stephen Darrell Smith & Dan Smith - The Great Glen. |
Artist | Brian Cox |
Album | Words For You |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:01.46] | PART I |
[00:01.82] | |
[00:02.23] | On either side the river lie |
[00:02.94] | Long fields of barley and of rye, |
[00:05.18] | That clothe the wold and meet the sky; |
[00:07.30] | And thro' the field the road runs by |
[00:09.46] | To many-tower'd Camelot; |
[00:11.89] | And up and down the people go, |
[00:13.68] | Gazing where the lilies blow |
[00:15.53] | Round an island there below, |
[00:17.72] | The island of Shalott. |
[00:19.91] | |
[00:20.42] | Willows whiten, aspens quiver, |
[00:21.86] | Little breezes dusk and shiver |
[00:23.47] | Thro' the wave that runs for ever |
[00:26.17] | By the island in the river |
[00:28.48] | Flowing down to Camelot. |
[00:30.47] | Four gray walls, and four gray towers, |
[00:32.70] | Overlook a space of flowers, |
[00:34.45] | And the silent isle imbowers |
[00:37.61] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[00:39.33] | |
[00:39.89] | By the margin, willow-veil'd |
[00:41.64] | Slide the heavy barges trail'd |
[00:43.54] | By slow horses; and unhail'd |
[00:45.69] | The shallop flitteth silken-sail'd |
[00:48.70] | Skimming down to Camelot: |
[00:50.41] | But who hath seen her wave her hand? |
[00:53.00] | Or at the casement seen her stand? |
[00:55.15] | Or is she known in all the land, |
[00:57.66] | The Lady of Shalott? |
[00:59.60] | |
[01:00.16] | Only reapers, reaping early |
[01:02.00] | In among the bearded barley, |
[01:03.30] | Hear a song that echoes cheerly |
[01:05.37] | From the river winding clearly, |
[01:07.43] | Down to tower'd Camelot: |
[01:09.96] | And by the moon the reaper weary, |
[01:11.75] | Piling sheaves in uplands airy, |
[01:14.50] | Listening, whispers "'Tis the fairy |
[01:17.27] | Lady of Shalott". |
[01:17.96] | |
[01:18.49] | PART II |
[01:19.21] | |
[01:20.15] | There she weaves by night and day |
[01:22.60] | A magic web with colours gay. |
[01:23.89] | She has heard a whisper say, |
[01:25.93] | A curse is on her if she stay |
[01:28.30] | To look down to Camelot. |
[01:29.95] | She knows not what the 'curse' may be, |
[01:32.20] | And so she weaveth steadily, |
[01:34.57] | And little other care hath she, |
[01:37.00] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[01:38.14] | |
[01:39.60] | And moving thro' a mirror clear |
[01:40.94] | That hangs before her all the year, |
[01:42.63] | Shadows of the world appear. |
[01:44.90] | There she sees the highway near |
[01:47.80] | Winding down to Camelot: |
[01:49.10] | There the river eddy whirls, |
[01:50.64] | And there the surly village-churls, |
[01:52.99] | And the red cloaks of market girls, |
[01:55.40] | Pass onward from Shalott. |
[01:56.27] | |
[01:57.79] | Sometimes a troop of damsels glad, |
[02:00.65] | An abbot on an ambling pad, |
[02:02.21] | Sometimes a curly shepherd-lad, |
[02:04.74] | Or long-hair'd page in crimson clad, |
[02:07.63] | Goes by to tower'd Camelot; |
[02:08.71] | |
[02:10.43] | And sometimes thro' the mirror blue |
[02:12.62] | The knights come riding two and two: |
[02:15.40] | She hath no loyal knight and true, |
[02:17.98] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[02:18.56] | |
[02:20.42] | But in her web she still delights |
[02:22.66] | To weave the mirror's magic sights, |
[02:25.38] | For often thro' the silent nights |
[02:27.18] | A funeral, with plumes and lights, |
[02:29.18] | And music, went to Camelot: |
[02:31.56] | Or when the moon was overhead, |
[02:33.56] | Came two young lovers lately wed; |
[02:36.47] | "I am half-sick of shadows," said |
[02:40.80] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[02:40.62] | |
[02:41.19] | PART III |
[02:41.78] | |
[02:42.42] | A bow-shot from her bower-eaves, |
[02:44.23] | He rode between the barley sheaves, |
[02:45.93] | The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves, |
[02:48.40] | And flamed upon the brazen greaves |
[02:50.71] | Of bold Sir Lancelot. |
[02:52.89] | A redcross knight for ever kneel'd |
[02:55.40] | To a lady in his shield, |
[02:56.72] | That sparkled on the yellow field, |
[02:58.97] | Beside remote Shalott. |
[02:59.80] | |
[03:00.99] | The gemmy bridle glitter'd free, |
[03:02.43] | Like to some branch of stars we see |
[03:04.93] | Hung in the golden Galaxy. |
[03:06.60] | The bridle bells rang merrily |
[03:09.14] | As he rode down to Camelot: |
[03:11.34] | And from his blazon'd baldric slung |
[03:13.90] | A mighty silver bugle hung, |
[03:14.94] | And as he rode his armour rung, |
[03:17.22] | Beside remote Shalott. |
[03:18.10] | |
[03:19.75] | All in the blue unclouded weather |
[03:21.81] | Thick-jewell'd shone the saddle-leather, |
[03:24.50] | The helmet and the helmet-feather |
[03:26.10] | Burn'd like one burning flame together, |
[03:29.46] | As he rode down to Camelot. |
[03:32.10] | As often thro' the purple night, |
[03:33.76] | Below the starry clusters bright, |
[03:35.95] | Some bearded meteor, burning bright, |
[03:38.49] | Moves over still Shalott. |
[03:38.97] | |
[03:41.40] | His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd; |
[03:43.54] | On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode; |
[03:45.84] | From underneath his helmet flow'd |
[03:47.64] | His coal-black curls as on he rode, |
[03:50.90] | As he rode down to Camelot. |
[03:52.56] | From the bank and from the river |
[03:54.50] | He flashed into the crystal mirror, |
[03:56.10] | "Tirra lirra," by the river |
[03:57.51] | Sang Sir Lancelot. |
[03:57.89] | |
[04:00.50] | She left the web, she left the loom; |
[04:02.17] | She made three paces thro' the room, |
[04:04.77] | She saw the water-lily bloom, |
[04:06.82] | She saw the helmet and the plume, |
[04:09.18] | She look'd down to Camelot. |
[04:11.64] | Out flew the web and floated wide; |
[04:14.26] | The mirror crack'd from side to side; |
[04:17.13] | "The curse is come upon me," cried |
[04:19.55] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[04:20.31] | |
[04:20.63] | PART IV |
[04:21.20] | |
[04:21.58] | In the stormy east-wind straining, |
[04:23.23] | The pale yellow woods were waning, |
[04:25.00] | The broad stream in his banks complaining, |
[04:27.31] | Heavily the low sky raining |
[04:29.59] | Over tower'd Camelot; |
[04:31.31] | Down she came and found a boat |
[04:33.58] | Beneath a willow left afloat, |
[04:35.32] | And round about the prow she wrote |
[04:38.25] | 'The Lady of Shalott.' |
[04:40.20] | And down the river's dim expanse-- |
[04:41.83] | Like some bold seёr in a trance, |
[04:43.95] | Seeing all his own mischance-- |
[04:46.12] | With a glassy countenance |
[04:47.72] | Did she look to Camelot. |
[04:49.83] | And at the closing of the day |
[04:51.29] | She loosed the chain, and down she lay; |
[04:53.73] | The broad stream bore her far away, |
[04:56.91] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[04:57.70] | |
[04:59.20] | Lying, robed in snowy white |
[05:00.90] | That loosely flew to left and right-- |
[05:03.30] | The leaves upon her falling light-- |
[05:05.20] | Thro' the noises of the night |
[05:06.42] | She floated down to Camelot; |
[05:08.37] | And as the boat-head wound along |
[05:10.90] | The willowy hills and fields among, |
[05:12.29] | They heard her singing her last song, |
[05:15.74] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[05:16.36] | |
[05:17.88] | Heard a carol, mournful, holy, |
[05:20.51] | Chanted loudly, chanted lowly, |
[05:22.95] | Till her blood was frozen slowly, |
[05:25.73] | And her eyes were darken'd wholly, |
[05:28.48] | Turn'd to tower'd Camelot; |
[05:31.11] | For ere she reach'd upon the tide |
[05:33.52] | The first house by the water-side, |
[05:35.99] | Singing in her song she died, |
[05:40.17] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[05:40.90] | |
[05:42.72] | Under tower and balcony, |
[05:44.62] | By garden-wall and gallery, |
[05:46.43] | A gleaming shape she floated by, |
[05:48.69] | Dead-pale between the houses high, |
[05:51.51] | Silent into Camelot. |
[05:53.66] | Out upon the wharfs they came, |
[05:55.72] | Knight and burgher, lord and dame, |
[05:58.59] | And round the prow they read her name, |
[06:01.69] | 'The Lady of Shalott' |
[06:04.42] | Who is this? And what is here? |
[06:07.34] | And in the lighted palace near |
[06:09.25] | Died the sound of royal cheer; |
[06:11.44] | And they cross'd themselves for fear, |
[06:13.61] | All the knights at Camelot: |
[06:16.37] | But Lancelot mused a little space; |
[06:19.58] | He said, "She has a lovely face; |
[06:23.51] | God in his mercy lend her grace, |
[06:27.19] | The Lady of Shalott". |
[00:01.46] | PART I |
[00:01.82] | |
[00:02.23] | On either side the river lie |
[00:02.94] | Long fields of barley and of rye, |
[00:05.18] | That clothe the wold and meet the sky |
[00:07.30] | And thro' the field the road runs by |
[00:09.46] | To manytower' d Camelot |
[00:11.89] | And up and down the people go, |
[00:13.68] | Gazing where the lilies blow |
[00:15.53] | Round an island there below, |
[00:17.72] | The island of Shalott. |
[00:19.91] | |
[00:20.42] | Willows whiten, aspens quiver, |
[00:21.86] | Little breezes dusk and shiver |
[00:23.47] | Thro' the wave that runs for ever |
[00:26.17] | By the island in the river |
[00:28.48] | Flowing down to Camelot. |
[00:30.47] | Four gray walls, and four gray towers, |
[00:32.70] | Overlook a space of flowers, |
[00:34.45] | And the silent isle imbowers |
[00:37.61] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[00:39.33] | |
[00:39.89] | By the margin, willowveil' d |
[00:41.64] | Slide the heavy barges trail' d |
[00:43.54] | By slow horses and unhail' d |
[00:45.69] | The shallop flitteth silkensail' d |
[00:48.70] | Skimming down to Camelot: |
[00:50.41] | But who hath seen her wave her hand? |
[00:53.00] | Or at the casement seen her stand? |
[00:55.15] | Or is she known in all the land, |
[00:57.66] | The Lady of Shalott? |
[00:59.60] | |
[01:00.16] | Only reapers, reaping early |
[01:02.00] | In among the bearded barley, |
[01:03.30] | Hear a song that echoes cheerly |
[01:05.37] | From the river winding clearly, |
[01:07.43] | Down to tower' d Camelot: |
[01:09.96] | And by the moon the reaper weary, |
[01:11.75] | Piling sheaves in uplands airy, |
[01:14.50] | Listening, whispers "' Tis the fairy |
[01:17.27] | Lady of Shalott". |
[01:17.96] | |
[01:18.49] | PART II |
[01:19.21] | |
[01:20.15] | There she weaves by night and day |
[01:22.60] | A magic web with colours gay. |
[01:23.89] | She has heard a whisper say, |
[01:25.93] | A curse is on her if she stay |
[01:28.30] | To look down to Camelot. |
[01:29.95] | She knows not what the ' curse' may be, |
[01:32.20] | And so she weaveth steadily, |
[01:34.57] | And little other care hath she, |
[01:37.00] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[01:38.14] | |
[01:39.60] | And moving thro' a mirror clear |
[01:40.94] | That hangs before her all the year, |
[01:42.63] | Shadows of the world appear. |
[01:44.90] | There she sees the highway near |
[01:47.80] | Winding down to Camelot: |
[01:49.10] | There the river eddy whirls, |
[01:50.64] | And there the surly villagechurls, |
[01:52.99] | And the red cloaks of market girls, |
[01:55.40] | Pass onward from Shalott. |
[01:56.27] | |
[01:57.79] | Sometimes a troop of damsels glad, |
[02:00.65] | An abbot on an ambling pad, |
[02:02.21] | Sometimes a curly shepherdlad, |
[02:04.74] | Or longhair' d page in crimson clad, |
[02:07.63] | Goes by to tower' d Camelot |
[02:08.71] | |
[02:10.43] | And sometimes thro' the mirror blue |
[02:12.62] | The knights come riding two and two: |
[02:15.40] | She hath no loyal knight and true, |
[02:17.98] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[02:18.56] | |
[02:20.42] | But in her web she still delights |
[02:22.66] | To weave the mirror' s magic sights, |
[02:25.38] | For often thro' the silent nights |
[02:27.18] | A funeral, with plumes and lights, |
[02:29.18] | And music, went to Camelot: |
[02:31.56] | Or when the moon was overhead, |
[02:33.56] | Came two young lovers lately wed |
[02:36.47] | " I am halfsick of shadows," said |
[02:40.80] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[02:40.62] | |
[02:41.19] | PART III |
[02:41.78] | |
[02:42.42] | A bowshot from her bowereaves, |
[02:44.23] | He rode between the barley sheaves, |
[02:45.93] | The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves, |
[02:48.40] | And flamed upon the brazen greaves |
[02:50.71] | Of bold Sir Lancelot. |
[02:52.89] | A redcross knight for ever kneel' d |
[02:55.40] | To a lady in his shield, |
[02:56.72] | That sparkled on the yellow field, |
[02:58.97] | Beside remote Shalott. |
[02:59.80] | |
[03:00.99] | The gemmy bridle glitter' d free, |
[03:02.43] | Like to some branch of stars we see |
[03:04.93] | Hung in the golden Galaxy. |
[03:06.60] | The bridle bells rang merrily |
[03:09.14] | As he rode down to Camelot: |
[03:11.34] | And from his blazon' d baldric slung |
[03:13.90] | A mighty silver bugle hung, |
[03:14.94] | And as he rode his armour rung, |
[03:17.22] | Beside remote Shalott. |
[03:18.10] | |
[03:19.75] | All in the blue unclouded weather |
[03:21.81] | Thickjewell' d shone the saddleleather, |
[03:24.50] | The helmet and the helmetfeather |
[03:26.10] | Burn' d like one burning flame together, |
[03:29.46] | As he rode down to Camelot. |
[03:32.10] | As often thro' the purple night, |
[03:33.76] | Below the starry clusters bright, |
[03:35.95] | Some bearded meteor, burning bright, |
[03:38.49] | Moves over still Shalott. |
[03:38.97] | |
[03:41.40] | His broad clear brow in sunlight glow' d |
[03:43.54] | On burnish' d hooves his warhorse trode |
[03:45.84] | From underneath his helmet flow' d |
[03:47.64] | His coalblack curls as on he rode, |
[03:50.90] | As he rode down to Camelot. |
[03:52.56] | From the bank and from the river |
[03:54.50] | He flashed into the crystal mirror, |
[03:56.10] | " Tirra lirra," by the river |
[03:57.51] | Sang Sir Lancelot. |
[03:57.89] | |
[04:00.50] | She left the web, she left the loom |
[04:02.17] | She made three paces thro' the room, |
[04:04.77] | She saw the waterlily bloom, |
[04:06.82] | She saw the helmet and the plume, |
[04:09.18] | She look' d down to Camelot. |
[04:11.64] | Out flew the web and floated wide |
[04:14.26] | The mirror crack' d from side to side |
[04:17.13] | " The curse is come upon me," cried |
[04:19.55] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[04:20.31] | |
[04:20.63] | PART IV |
[04:21.20] | |
[04:21.58] | In the stormy eastwind straining, |
[04:23.23] | The pale yellow woods were waning, |
[04:25.00] | The broad stream in his banks complaining, |
[04:27.31] | Heavily the low sky raining |
[04:29.59] | Over tower' d Camelot |
[04:31.31] | Down she came and found a boat |
[04:33.58] | Beneath a willow left afloat, |
[04:35.32] | And round about the prow she wrote |
[04:38.25] | ' The Lady of Shalott.' |
[04:40.20] | And down the river' s dim expanse |
[04:41.83] | Like some bold se r in a trance, |
[04:43.95] | Seeing all his own mischance |
[04:46.12] | With a glassy countenance |
[04:47.72] | Did she look to Camelot. |
[04:49.83] | And at the closing of the day |
[04:51.29] | She loosed the chain, and down she lay |
[04:53.73] | The broad stream bore her far away, |
[04:56.91] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[04:57.70] | |
[04:59.20] | Lying, robed in snowy white |
[05:00.90] | That loosely flew to left and right |
[05:03.30] | The leaves upon her falling light |
[05:05.20] | Thro' the noises of the night |
[05:06.42] | She floated down to Camelot |
[05:08.37] | And as the boathead wound along |
[05:10.90] | The willowy hills and fields among, |
[05:12.29] | They heard her singing her last song, |
[05:15.74] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[05:16.36] | |
[05:17.88] | Heard a carol, mournful, holy, |
[05:20.51] | Chanted loudly, chanted lowly, |
[05:22.95] | Till her blood was frozen slowly, |
[05:25.73] | And her eyes were darken' d wholly, |
[05:28.48] | Turn' d to tower' d Camelot |
[05:31.11] | For ere she reach' d upon the tide |
[05:33.52] | The first house by the waterside, |
[05:35.99] | Singing in her song she died, |
[05:40.17] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[05:40.90] | |
[05:42.72] | Under tower and balcony, |
[05:44.62] | By gardenwall and gallery, |
[05:46.43] | A gleaming shape she floated by, |
[05:48.69] | Deadpale between the houses high, |
[05:51.51] | Silent into Camelot. |
[05:53.66] | Out upon the wharfs they came, |
[05:55.72] | Knight and burgher, lord and dame, |
[05:58.59] | And round the prow they read her name, |
[06:01.69] | ' The Lady of Shalott' |
[06:04.42] | Who is this? And what is here? |
[06:07.34] | And in the lighted palace near |
[06:09.25] | Died the sound of royal cheer |
[06:11.44] | And they cross' d themselves for fear, |
[06:13.61] | All the knights at Camelot: |
[06:16.37] | But Lancelot mused a little space |
[06:19.58] | He said, " She has a lovely face |
[06:23.51] | God in his mercy lend her grace, |
[06:27.19] | The Lady of Shalott". |
[00:01.46] | PART I |
[00:01.82] | |
[00:02.23] | On either side the river lie |
[00:02.94] | Long fields of barley and of rye, |
[00:05.18] | That clothe the wold and meet the sky |
[00:07.30] | And thro' the field the road runs by |
[00:09.46] | To manytower' d Camelot |
[00:11.89] | And up and down the people go, |
[00:13.68] | Gazing where the lilies blow |
[00:15.53] | Round an island there below, |
[00:17.72] | The island of Shalott. |
[00:19.91] | |
[00:20.42] | Willows whiten, aspens quiver, |
[00:21.86] | Little breezes dusk and shiver |
[00:23.47] | Thro' the wave that runs for ever |
[00:26.17] | By the island in the river |
[00:28.48] | Flowing down to Camelot. |
[00:30.47] | Four gray walls, and four gray towers, |
[00:32.70] | Overlook a space of flowers, |
[00:34.45] | And the silent isle imbowers |
[00:37.61] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[00:39.33] | |
[00:39.89] | By the margin, willowveil' d |
[00:41.64] | Slide the heavy barges trail' d |
[00:43.54] | By slow horses and unhail' d |
[00:45.69] | The shallop flitteth silkensail' d |
[00:48.70] | Skimming down to Camelot: |
[00:50.41] | But who hath seen her wave her hand? |
[00:53.00] | Or at the casement seen her stand? |
[00:55.15] | Or is she known in all the land, |
[00:57.66] | The Lady of Shalott? |
[00:59.60] | |
[01:00.16] | Only reapers, reaping early |
[01:02.00] | In among the bearded barley, |
[01:03.30] | Hear a song that echoes cheerly |
[01:05.37] | From the river winding clearly, |
[01:07.43] | Down to tower' d Camelot: |
[01:09.96] | And by the moon the reaper weary, |
[01:11.75] | Piling sheaves in uplands airy, |
[01:14.50] | Listening, whispers "' Tis the fairy |
[01:17.27] | Lady of Shalott". |
[01:17.96] | |
[01:18.49] | PART II |
[01:19.21] | |
[01:20.15] | There she weaves by night and day |
[01:22.60] | A magic web with colours gay. |
[01:23.89] | She has heard a whisper say, |
[01:25.93] | A curse is on her if she stay |
[01:28.30] | To look down to Camelot. |
[01:29.95] | She knows not what the ' curse' may be, |
[01:32.20] | And so she weaveth steadily, |
[01:34.57] | And little other care hath she, |
[01:37.00] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[01:38.14] | |
[01:39.60] | And moving thro' a mirror clear |
[01:40.94] | That hangs before her all the year, |
[01:42.63] | Shadows of the world appear. |
[01:44.90] | There she sees the highway near |
[01:47.80] | Winding down to Camelot: |
[01:49.10] | There the river eddy whirls, |
[01:50.64] | And there the surly villagechurls, |
[01:52.99] | And the red cloaks of market girls, |
[01:55.40] | Pass onward from Shalott. |
[01:56.27] | |
[01:57.79] | Sometimes a troop of damsels glad, |
[02:00.65] | An abbot on an ambling pad, |
[02:02.21] | Sometimes a curly shepherdlad, |
[02:04.74] | Or longhair' d page in crimson clad, |
[02:07.63] | Goes by to tower' d Camelot |
[02:08.71] | |
[02:10.43] | And sometimes thro' the mirror blue |
[02:12.62] | The knights come riding two and two: |
[02:15.40] | She hath no loyal knight and true, |
[02:17.98] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[02:18.56] | |
[02:20.42] | But in her web she still delights |
[02:22.66] | To weave the mirror' s magic sights, |
[02:25.38] | For often thro' the silent nights |
[02:27.18] | A funeral, with plumes and lights, |
[02:29.18] | And music, went to Camelot: |
[02:31.56] | Or when the moon was overhead, |
[02:33.56] | Came two young lovers lately wed |
[02:36.47] | " I am halfsick of shadows," said |
[02:40.80] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[02:40.62] | |
[02:41.19] | PART III |
[02:41.78] | |
[02:42.42] | A bowshot from her bowereaves, |
[02:44.23] | He rode between the barley sheaves, |
[02:45.93] | The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves, |
[02:48.40] | And flamed upon the brazen greaves |
[02:50.71] | Of bold Sir Lancelot. |
[02:52.89] | A redcross knight for ever kneel' d |
[02:55.40] | To a lady in his shield, |
[02:56.72] | That sparkled on the yellow field, |
[02:58.97] | Beside remote Shalott. |
[02:59.80] | |
[03:00.99] | The gemmy bridle glitter' d free, |
[03:02.43] | Like to some branch of stars we see |
[03:04.93] | Hung in the golden Galaxy. |
[03:06.60] | The bridle bells rang merrily |
[03:09.14] | As he rode down to Camelot: |
[03:11.34] | And from his blazon' d baldric slung |
[03:13.90] | A mighty silver bugle hung, |
[03:14.94] | And as he rode his armour rung, |
[03:17.22] | Beside remote Shalott. |
[03:18.10] | |
[03:19.75] | All in the blue unclouded weather |
[03:21.81] | Thickjewell' d shone the saddleleather, |
[03:24.50] | The helmet and the helmetfeather |
[03:26.10] | Burn' d like one burning flame together, |
[03:29.46] | As he rode down to Camelot. |
[03:32.10] | As often thro' the purple night, |
[03:33.76] | Below the starry clusters bright, |
[03:35.95] | Some bearded meteor, burning bright, |
[03:38.49] | Moves over still Shalott. |
[03:38.97] | |
[03:41.40] | His broad clear brow in sunlight glow' d |
[03:43.54] | On burnish' d hooves his warhorse trode |
[03:45.84] | From underneath his helmet flow' d |
[03:47.64] | His coalblack curls as on he rode, |
[03:50.90] | As he rode down to Camelot. |
[03:52.56] | From the bank and from the river |
[03:54.50] | He flashed into the crystal mirror, |
[03:56.10] | " Tirra lirra," by the river |
[03:57.51] | Sang Sir Lancelot. |
[03:57.89] | |
[04:00.50] | She left the web, she left the loom |
[04:02.17] | She made three paces thro' the room, |
[04:04.77] | She saw the waterlily bloom, |
[04:06.82] | She saw the helmet and the plume, |
[04:09.18] | She look' d down to Camelot. |
[04:11.64] | Out flew the web and floated wide |
[04:14.26] | The mirror crack' d from side to side |
[04:17.13] | " The curse is come upon me," cried |
[04:19.55] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[04:20.31] | |
[04:20.63] | PART IV |
[04:21.20] | |
[04:21.58] | In the stormy eastwind straining, |
[04:23.23] | The pale yellow woods were waning, |
[04:25.00] | The broad stream in his banks complaining, |
[04:27.31] | Heavily the low sky raining |
[04:29.59] | Over tower' d Camelot |
[04:31.31] | Down she came and found a boat |
[04:33.58] | Beneath a willow left afloat, |
[04:35.32] | And round about the prow she wrote |
[04:38.25] | ' The Lady of Shalott.' |
[04:40.20] | And down the river' s dim expanse |
[04:41.83] | Like some bold se r in a trance, |
[04:43.95] | Seeing all his own mischance |
[04:46.12] | With a glassy countenance |
[04:47.72] | Did she look to Camelot. |
[04:49.83] | And at the closing of the day |
[04:51.29] | She loosed the chain, and down she lay |
[04:53.73] | The broad stream bore her far away, |
[04:56.91] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[04:57.70] | |
[04:59.20] | Lying, robed in snowy white |
[05:00.90] | That loosely flew to left and right |
[05:03.30] | The leaves upon her falling light |
[05:05.20] | Thro' the noises of the night |
[05:06.42] | She floated down to Camelot |
[05:08.37] | And as the boathead wound along |
[05:10.90] | The willowy hills and fields among, |
[05:12.29] | They heard her singing her last song, |
[05:15.74] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[05:16.36] | |
[05:17.88] | Heard a carol, mournful, holy, |
[05:20.51] | Chanted loudly, chanted lowly, |
[05:22.95] | Till her blood was frozen slowly, |
[05:25.73] | And her eyes were darken' d wholly, |
[05:28.48] | Turn' d to tower' d Camelot |
[05:31.11] | For ere she reach' d upon the tide |
[05:33.52] | The first house by the waterside, |
[05:35.99] | Singing in her song she died, |
[05:40.17] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[05:40.90] | |
[05:42.72] | Under tower and balcony, |
[05:44.62] | By gardenwall and gallery, |
[05:46.43] | A gleaming shape she floated by, |
[05:48.69] | Deadpale between the houses high, |
[05:51.51] | Silent into Camelot. |
[05:53.66] | Out upon the wharfs they came, |
[05:55.72] | Knight and burgher, lord and dame, |
[05:58.59] | And round the prow they read her name, |
[06:01.69] | ' The Lady of Shalott' |
[06:04.42] | Who is this? And what is here? |
[06:07.34] | And in the lighted palace near |
[06:09.25] | Died the sound of royal cheer |
[06:11.44] | And they cross' d themselves for fear, |
[06:13.61] | All the knights at Camelot: |
[06:16.37] | But Lancelot mused a little space |
[06:19.58] | He said, " She has a lovely face |
[06:23.51] | God in his mercy lend her grace, |
[06:27.19] | The Lady of Shalott". |