 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 that runs for ever By the island in the river Flowing...  Werner's Magazine: A Magazine of Expression - Page 41898Full view - About this book
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 594 pages
...the story of which we decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but it opens thus — « On either side the river lie Long fields of barley...rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky — And through the field the road runs by.' The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster who had^ under some... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 586 pages
...the story of which we decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but it opens thus — ' On either side the river lie Long fields of barley...rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky — And through the field the road runs by.' The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster who had, under some... | |
 | Andrews Norton, Charles Folsom - 1833 - 528 pages
...the story of which we decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but it opens thus, — " 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." The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 596 pages
...decline to maim, by such an analysis as we could give, but it opens thus — ' On either side the liver lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky — And through the field the road runs by.' The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster who had, under some... | |
 | Andrews Norton, Charles Folsom - 1833 - 518 pages
...the story of which we decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but ii opens thus, — " 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." The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster... | |
 | 1833 - 590 pages
...the story of which \ve decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but it opens thus — ' On either side the river lie Long fields of barley...rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky — And through the field the road runs by.' The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster who had, under some... | |
 | 1845 - 608 pages
...make our objection on this head intelligible, we must quote two of the stanzas. THE LABT OF SHALOTT. ' On either side the river lie, Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the world and meet the sky; And through the field the road runs by To many-tower'd Camelot; And up and... | |
 | Henry Allon - 1845 - 646 pages
...the river lie, Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the world and meet the sky ; And through the field the road runs by To many-tower'd Camelot ; And up and down the people go, Grazing where the lilies blow Hound an island there below, The island of Shalott. ' Willows whiten,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pages
...were dim, And far below the Roundhead rode, And humm'da surly hymn. THE LADY OF SHALOTT. PAET I. O* 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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 276 pages
...heaven wilt shoot into the dark Arrows of lightnings. I will stand and mark. POEMS. (PUBLISHED 1832.) THE LADY OF SHALOTT. PART I. ON either side the river...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... | |
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