![]() |
The Lady Of Shalott
[btn href="https://www.speedynotes.in/2023/07/tanche.html" target="" class="bt lg bt-success" btn] Syllabus for those who joined from the academic year 2022-25 [/btn]
[alert-success] Sixth Semester – Fantasy Literature [/alert-success]
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the world and meet the sky;''
A magic web with colours gay.
She has heard a whisper say,
A curse is on her if she stay
To look down to Camelot.”
That hangs before her all the year,
Shadows of the world appear.''
Thick-jewell'd shone the saddle-leather,
The helmet and the helmet-feather
Burn'd like one burning flame together
As he rode down to Camelot.”
Out flew the web and floated wide;
The mirror crack’d from side to side;
The Lady of Shalott.”
Like some bold seer in a trance.”
Chanted loudly, chanted lowly,
Till her blood was frozen slowly,
And her eyes were darken’d wholly,
Turn’d to tower’d Camelot.”
“Who is this? And what is here?
And in the lighted palace near"
God in his mercy lend her grace,
The Lady of Shalott.”
-
the pain of being alone,
-
the power of love and beauty,
-
and the cost of freedom and choice. The poem expresses the depth of human emotions—desire, courage, sadness, and hope. Tennyson’s words make us feel the beauty and the heartbreak of the lady’s final journey.
Part I – Setting the Scene
Part I – Setting the Scene
"On either side the river lie
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-tower’d Camelot;"
"And up and down the people go,
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott."
Part II – The Lady's Life
"On either side the river lie
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-tower’d Camelot;"
"And up and down the people go,
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott."
Part II – The Lady's Life
"There she weaves by night and day
A magic web with colours gay.
She has heard a whisper say,
A curse is on her if she stay
To look down to Camelot."
"And moving through a mirror clear
That hangs before her all the year,
Shadows of the world appear."
"I am half sick of shadows," said
The Lady of Shalott.
"There she weaves by night and day
A magic web with colours gay.
She has heard a whisper say,
A curse is on her if she stay
To look down to Camelot."
"And moving through a mirror clear
That hangs before her all the year,
Shadows of the world appear."
"I am half sick of shadows," said
The Lady of Shalott.
Part III – Sir Lancelot Appears
"A bow-shot from her bower-eaves,
He rode between the barley-sheaves,
The sun came dazzling through the leaves,
And flamed upon the brazen greaves
Of bold Sir Lancelot."
"From the bank and from the river
He flashed into the crystal mirror,
'Tirra lirra,' by the river
Sang Sir Lancelot."
"A bow-shot from her bower-eaves,
He rode between the barley-sheaves,
The sun came dazzling through the leaves,
And flamed upon the brazen greaves
Of bold Sir Lancelot."
"From the bank and from the river
He flashed into the crystal mirror,
'Tirra lirra,' by the river
Sang Sir Lancelot."
Part IV – The Curse and Her Death
"She look’d down to Camelot.
Out flew the web and floated wide;
The mirror crack’d from side to side;
'The curse is come upon me,' cried
The Lady of Shalott."
"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."
"Heard a carol, mournful, holy,
Chanted loudly, chanted
"She look’d down to Camelot.
Out flew the web and floated wide;
The mirror crack’d from side to side;
'The curse is come upon me,' cried
The Lady of Shalott."
"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."
"Heard a carol, mournful, holy,
Chanted loudly, chanted
0 Comments