...of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky; And thro' 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. Thro' the wave that runs for ever By the island in the river Flowing down to...

...of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky ; And thro' 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. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Shadows of the...

...The green sheathed daffodilly, Tremble in the water chilly, Round about Shalott." Second edition : " And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow, Round an island there below, The island of Shalott." We prefer the fringe of water-loving plants in the first instance, to the people...

...of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky : And thro' 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. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Thro' the wave...

...by But in her web she still delights To many-tower'd Camelot ; To weave the mirror's magic sights, And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, For often through the silent nights A funeral, with plumes and lights, And music, went to Camelot:...

...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. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Through the wave...

...piously abstain. Especially must he keep his own island of individuality to lifmself ; and while " Up and down the people go Gazing where the lilies blow Round his island there below, " he must not give them liberty to do much more than r;a:e. It is his business...

...of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky ; And thro' 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. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Thro' the wave...

...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-towered Camelot;...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...

...of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky ; And thro' the field the road runs by To many-tower'd Camelot ; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Bound an island there below, The island of Shalott. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk...