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  • Willows whiten, aspens quiver, little breezes dusk and shiver, thro' the wave that runs forever by the island in the river, flowing down to Camelot. Four gray walls and four gray towers, overlook a space of flowers, and the silent isle imbowers, the Lady of Shalott.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes , Running Quotes , Wall Quotes
  • She sleeps: her breathings are not heard In palace chambers far apart. The fragrant tresses are not stirr'd That lie upon her charmed heart She sleeps: on either hand upswells The gold-fringed pillow lightly prest: She sleeps, nor dreams, but ever dwells A perfect form in perfect rest.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes , Dream Quotes , Lying Quotes