The Lady of Shalott

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“The Lady of Shalott” ~ A ballad by Victorian poet, Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809-1892)

“But in her web she still delights,
To weave the mirror’s magic sights,
For often thro’ the silent nights
A 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.” ~ Excerpt.

The Lady of Shalott lives in an island castle in a river which flows to Camelot. She has been cursed, and so she must constantly weave a magic web without looking directly out at the world. Instead, she looks into a magic mirror which reflects the busy road and the people of Camelot which pass by her island. Source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Lady…

The music that inspired this piece, before I had even read the poem is this piece of magic by Loreena McKennitt www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vw_cZG… Listen~ then you'll understand

Edit 21/12/2011: The very talented has written a wonderful poem inspired by Tennyson's original. You really must read it! The link is in the following thumbnail -->

The Lady of Astolat
A dangling weave of tangled threads
Lies mangled on the loom.
The scent of broom and bitter root
Still permeates the gloom.
A shadowed light was all her world,
Wherein the mirror lies -
The misted lake of Avalon,
A dulcimer of sighs.
And she would gaze on Camelot
Within the mirror's glass
A peerless portal to that world,
Its future and its past.
The halcyon days of Arthur's court
In songs of troubadours,
The knights and code of chivalry -
A kingdom she adored.
Weave and spin; spin and weave
Watch the shuttle fly
The days weave out; the days weave in
And I will break the sky.
She felt the waning years' restraint,
The gloom of heart entombed
A shadow play of tragedy
The censed reek of doom.
"Alas, I am a Queen of shades
To bear the cruelest taunt -
To never gaze at Camelot,
Just its reflected haunt."
When on that road to Camelot
She glimpsed a knight so fair,
She turned from mirror to gaze out
And ached to flee her lair.
The shuttle broke within her hand;
The tapestry unfurled;
The mirro

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