 Winding down to Camelot: There the river eddy whirls, And there the surly village-churls, And the red cloaks of market girls, Pass onward from Shalott. Sometimes a troop of damsels glad, An abbot on an ambling pad, Sometimes a curly shepherd-lad, Or long-hair'd...  The Modern Student's Book of English Literature - Page 600by Harry Morgan Ayres, Frederick Morgan Padelford - 1924 - 898 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Charles Mills Gayley, Clement Calhoun Young - English poetry - 1904 - 726 pages
...the year, Shadows of the world appear. There she sees the highway near Winding down to Camelot : 50 There the river eddy whirls, And there the surly village-churls,...am half sick of shadows," said The Lady of Shalott. 55 60 PART III A bow-shot from her bower-eaves, He rode between the barley-sheaves, The sun came dazzling... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1905 - 878 pages
..."Tis the fairy Lady of Shalott.' PART II. There she weaves by night and day A magic web with colours gay. She has heard a whisper say, A curse is on her...am half sick of shadows,' said The Lady of Shalott. PART III. A bow-shot from her bower-eaves, He rode between the barley-sheaves, The sun came dazzling... | |
 | Jeannette Leonard Gilder - Literature - 1910 - 330 pages
...red cloaks of market-girls, Pass onward from Shalott. Sometimes a troop of damsels glad, An abbot or an ambling pad, Sometimes a curly shepherd-lad, Or...overhead, Came two young lovers lately wed: " I am half-sick of shadows," said The Lady of Shalott. A bow-shot from her bower-eaves, He rode between the... | |
 | English poetry - 1905 - 736 pages
...shepherd-lad, Or long-haired page in crimson clad, Goes by to tower'd Camelot ; And sometimes through the mirror blue The knights come riding two and two...overhead, Came two young lovers lately wed ; " I am half-sick of shadows," said The Lady of Shalott. PART III. A BOW-SHOT from her bower-eaves, He rode... | |
 | Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig - American poetry - 1905 - 348 pages
...blue The knights come riding two and two: She hath no loyal knight and true, The Lady of Shalott. 63 But in her web she still delights To weave the mirror's...am half sick of shadows," said The Lady of Shalott. 72 PART III A bow-shot from her bower-eaves, He rode between the barley-sheaves, Little Masterpieces... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1906 - 648 pages
...'Tis the fairy Lady of Shalott." PART II THERE she weaves by night and day A magic web with colours gay. She has heard a whisper say, A curse is on her...overhead, Came two young lovers lately wed ; " I am half-sick of shadows," said PART III ~~ Of bold Sir Lancelot. s A redcross knight for ever kneel'd... | |
 | English poetry - 1907 - 252 pages
...willow-veil'd, Slide the heavy barges trail'd By slow horses; and unhail'd The shallop flitteth silken-sail'd But who hath seen her wave her hand ? Or at the casement...lovers lately wed; "I am half sick of shadows," said PART III A bow-shot from her bower-eaves, He rode between the barley-sheaves, The sun came dazzling... | |
 | Otto Luitpold Jiriczek - English poetry - 1907 - 518 pages
..."'Tis the fairy Lady of Shalott." PART II. THERE she weaves by night and day A magic web with colours gay. She has heard a whisper say, A curse is on her...am half sick of shadows," said The Lady of Shalott. PART III. A BOW-SHOT from her bower-eaves, He rode between the barley-sheaves, The sun came dazzling... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - Poetry - 1907 - 608 pages
...'Tis the fairy Lady of Shalott." PART II THERE she weaves by night and day A magic web with colours gay. She has heard a whisper say, A curse is on her...overhead, Came two young lovers lately wed ; " I am half-sick of shadows," said The Lady of Shalott. PART III A BOW-SHOT from her bower-eaves, He rode... | |
 | John Matthews Manly - English poetry - 1907 - 616 pages
...blue The knights come riding two and two; She hath no loyal knight and true, The Lady of Shalott. 63 But in her web she still delights To weave the mirror's...am half sick of shadows," said The Lady of Shalott. 7' PART III A bow-shot from her bower-eaves, He rode between the barley-sheaves, The sun came dazzling... | |
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