Burned like one burning flame together,

95 As he rode down to Camelot; As often through the purple night, Below the starry clusters bright, Some bearded meteor, trailing light,

Moves over still Shalott.

100 His broad clear brow in sunlight glowed; On burnished hooves his war horse trode; From underneath his helmet flowed His coal-black curls as on he rode, As he rode down to Camelot.

105 From the bank and from the river He flashed into the crystal mirror, 'Tirra lirra,'5 by the river Sang Sir Lancelot.

She left the web, she left the loom, 110 She made three paces through the room,

3. Armor protecting the leg below the knee. zoned': painted with a heraldic device. 4. A belt worn diagonally from one shoulder to the 5. Cf. Autolycus's song in Shakespeare's The Win- opposite hip, supporting a sword or bugle. 'Bla-ter's Tale 4.3.9.

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THE LADY OF SHALOTT / 1117

She saw the water lily bloom,

She saw the helmet and the plume,

She looked down to Camelot.

Out flew the web and floated wide;

115 The mirror cracked from side to side;

'The curse is come upon me,' cried

The Lady of Shalott.

Part 4

In the stormy east wind straining,

The pale yellow woods were waning,

The broad stream in his banks complaining,

Heavily the low sky raining

Over towered Camelot;

Down she came and found a boat

Beneath a willow left afloat,

And round about the prow she wrote

The Lady of Shalott.

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?

Through 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 darkened wholly,6

Turned to towered Camelot.

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