Verse 15
Wednesday, 8. October 2008, 01:35:22
And down the river's dim expanse Like some bold seer in a trance,
Seeing all his own mischance --
With a glassy countenance
Did she look to Camelot.
And at the closing of the day
She loosed the chain, and down she lay;
The broad stream bore her far away,
The Lady of Shalott.
















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