The Oxford Book of English Verse of the Romantic Period, 1798-1837Clarendon Press, 1935 - 887 ページ |
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... Camelot . A pearlgarland winds her head : She leaneth on a velvet bed , Full royally apparellèd , The Lady of Shalott . PART THE SECOND No time hath she to sport and play : A charmed web she weaves alway . A curse is on her , if she ...
... Camelot . A pearlgarland winds her head : She leaneth on a velvet bed , Full royally apparellèd , The Lady of Shalott . PART THE SECOND No time hath she to sport and play : A charmed web she weaves alway . A curse is on her , if she ...
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... Camelot . And sometimes thro ' the mirror blue , The knights come riding , two and two . She hath no loyal knight and true , The Lady of Shalott . But in her web she still delights To weave the mirror's magic sights : For often thro ...
... Camelot . And sometimes thro ' the mirror blue , The knights come riding , two and two . She hath no loyal knight and true , The Lady of Shalott . But in her web she still delights To weave the mirror's magic sights : For often thro ...
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... Camelot Still as the boathead wound along The willowy hills and fields among , They heard her chanting her deathsong , The Lady of Shalott . A longdrawn carol , mournful , holy , She chanted loudly , chanted lowly , Till her eyes were ...
... Camelot Still as the boathead wound along The willowy hills and fields among , They heard her chanting her deathsong , The Lady of Shalott . A longdrawn carol , mournful , holy , She chanted loudly , chanted lowly , Till her eyes were ...
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