Verse 4
Saturday, 27. September 2008, 04:40:16
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
The Lady of Shalott."
















ellinidata # 27. September 2008, 05:12
PainterWoman # 27. September 2008, 13:43
Richard, I may not comment on every single verse, but rest assured I will be reading them.
ellinidata # 27. September 2008, 17:44
I just hope Barack will stop saying "John is right"
praising an opponent it's polite but it doesn't bring votes in,
since this post is not about politics,
I will just give my