...the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. 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...

...people gn, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. 1 Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver...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...

...and lights, And music, went to Camelot: The island of Shalott. Or when the moon was overhead, Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Through the wave that runs for ever Came two young lovers lately wed ; ,* I am half-sick of shadows," said The Lady of Shalott. By the...

...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...

...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...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...

...weeping willows. In sorrows, in fears, in tremblings, must he have his part : " li'illoies tchiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Through...wave that runs for ever By the island in the river — " the island of his seelusion : yet, withal, he is not left comfortless; and though his situation...

...play. Mr. and Mrs. Chandos had not yet arrived, but were expected every day. CHAPTER XII. " Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver...wave that runs for ever By the island in the river." TENNYSON. A BRIGHT July morning, about seven o'clock, and, oh ! how sweet and lovely a morning it is...

...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 Through the wave that runs forever By the island in the river Four gray walls, and four gray towers, Overlook a space of flowers,...

...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 Through the wave that runs forever By the island in the river Four gray walls, and four gray towers, Overlook a space of flowers,...

...people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Bound an island there below, The island of Shalott. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Through the wave that runs forever By the island in the river Four gray walls, and four gray towers, Overlook a space of flowers,...