 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 - Sida 600efter Harry Morgan Ayres, Frederick Morgan Padelford - 1924 - 898 sidorObegränsad förhandsgranskning - Om den här boken
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1908 - 996 sidor
...down to Camelot: There the river eddy whirls, And there the surly village-churls, And the red eloaks of market girls, Pass onward from Shalott. Sometimes...wed ; " I am half sick of shadows," said The Lady ->f Shalott. PART HI. A BOW-SHOT from her bower-eaves, He rode between the barley-sheaves, The sun... | |
 | Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - 1901 - 1190 sidor
..."Tis the fairy Lady of Shalort.' 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. PAET HI A bow-shot from her bower-eaves, He rode between the barley-sheaves, The sun came dazzling... | |
 | Thomas William Hodgson Crosland - 1902 - 376 sidor
...Sometimes u troop of damsels glad, An abbot on an ambling pad, Sometimes a curly shepherd-lad, ( )r long-hair'd page in crimson clad, Goes by to tower'd...am half sick of shadows,' said The Lady of Shalott. A bow-shot from her bower-eaves, He rode between the barley-sheaves, The sun came dazzling thro' the... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1902 - 850 sidor
...a troop of damsels glad, An abbot on an ambling pad, Sometimes a curly shepherd-lad, Or long-bair'd page in crimson clad, Goes by to tower'd Camelot;...am half sick of shadows,' said The Lady of Shalott. PART m. A bow-shot from her bower-eaves, He rode between the barley-sheaves, The sun came dazzling... | |
 | Kate Douglas Smith Wiggin, Nora Archibald Smith - 1902 - 780 sidor
...She hath no loyal knight and true, The Lady of Shalott. Romance and Reality r Romance and Kealily r But in her web she still delights To weave the mirror's...am half sick of shadows," said The Lady of Shalott. PART III A bow-shot from her bower-caves, He rode between the barley-sheaves, The sun came dazzling... | |
 | Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - 1902 - 1118 sidor
...The knights come riding two and two: She hath no loyal knight and true, The Lidy of Shalott. But b her web she still delights To weave the mirror's magic...am half sick of shadows,' said The Lady of Shalott. PART HI A bow-shot from her bower-eaves. He rode between the barley-sheaves, The sun came dazzling... | |
 | Arthur Quiller-Couch - 1904 - 1058 sidor
...with colours gay. She has heard a whisper say, A curse is on her if she stay To look down to Camclot. She knows not what the curse may be, And so she weaveth...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... | |
 | Charles Mills Gayley, Clement Calhoun Young - 1904 - 726 sidor
...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 - 1905 - 878 sidor
..."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 - 1910 - 330 sidor
...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... | |
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