The Lady of Shalott-Maria

The Lady of Shalott- Original Version

I've realised that some people miht not know the original Lady of Shalott, so i thought it'd be fun to post the original on here.   The Lady of Shalott was originaly a victorian ballad writen by Lord Alfred Tennyson. The ballad is based on the Arthurian ledgand "Elaine The Fair Maid of Astolat". Thomas Malory wrote many of the ladgends down in his book(s) Morte d'Arthur. Anyway, I thought you'd like to see what the original version was like because I thought if I put it first, you'd all run away. I know its long but it's quite good, so please try stay awake if you choose to read it.Or you know, you could listen to it on youtube. link here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ttv0ljOiPSs

 Enjoy :D

The Lady of Shalott - Lord Alfred Tennyson

PART I

On either side the river lie

Long fields of barley and of rye,

That clothe the wold 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 space 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 flitteth silken-sail’d

       Skimming down to Camelot:

But who hath seen her wave her hand?

Or at the casement 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.” 

   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 if she stay

       To look down to Camelot.