
John Waterhouse’s “The Lady of Shalott”
The Lady of Shalott
by Lord Alfred Tennyson
On either side the river lies
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And through the field the road runs by
To many-towered Camelot;
And up and down the people go,
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below
The island of Shalott.
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