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atmosphera - lady of shalott lyrics

on either side the river lie
long fields of barley and of rye
that clothe the world 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 sp-ce 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 filitteth silken-sail’d
skimming down to camelot:
but who hath seen her wave her hand?
or at the cas-m-nt 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.”

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