lessaofpern:But in her web she still delights To weave the mirror’s magic sights, For often th
lessaofpern:But in her web she still delights To weave the mirror’s magic sights, For often thro’ the silent nightsA funeral, with plumes and lights And music, went to Camelot: Or when the moon was overhead, Came two young lovers lately wed; “I am half-sick of shadows,” said The Lady of Shalott.- Lord Alfred Tennyson, “The Lady of Shalott”literature meme (1/9 poems) the lady of shalottread the full poem here. -- source link
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