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The Lady of Shalott

(Jeanna Murphy)
April 11, 2003
Jeanna Murphy music/ Alfred Lord Tennyson words

I LOVE this poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson.  It has followed me through my entire life ever since I was a little girl.  

My mom had a huge book of English poetry that included Tennyson that I found on our bookshelf.  It had been there as far back as I can remember.  

Years later, I saw the Anne of Green Gables movie and Anne re-enacted the poem in a scene (if you're a 20 something year old female I know you know what I'm talking about and if you're a guy with sisters I'm sure you know too)

Then in high school I used it again for a monologue for a class project.   Finally, in college I decided to really tie it to me for life and write music to the words that I'd loved so dearly.  I incorporated it into my senior recital with my entire Overtones choir (sans 1) performing it and my choir director conducting it.  This is the one and only recording of it that I have from 2003.

Wonderful memories of this one!

Willows whiten aspens quiver

Little breezes dusk and shiver

Through the waves that run forever

By the island in the river

Flowing down to Camelot

 

Four grey walls and four grey towers 

Overlook a space of flowers

And the silent isle embowers the Lady of Shalott

 

There she weaves both night and day

A magic web with colors gay

She has heard a whisper say a curse be on her if she stay

To look down to Camelot

 

She knows not what the curse may be

And so she weaveth steadily 

And little other care hath she the Lady of Shalott

 

A bow shot from her bower eaves

He rode between the barley sheaves

And flamed upon the barren greaves 

Of bold Sir Lancelot

 

She left the web, she left the loom

She made three paces through the room

She saw the water lilly bloom

She saw the helmet and the plume

She looked down to Camelot

 

Out flew the web and floated wide

The mirror cracked from side to side

"The curse has come upon me!" cried the Lady of Shalott

 

Who is this and what is here and in the lighted palace near

Died the sound of royal cheer

And they crossed themselves with fear all the knights at Camelot

 

Lancelot mused a little space

He said she had a lovely face

God in his mercy grant her grace the Lady of Shalott