The Remote Isle of Lady of Shallott

 

 

I had the chance to visit several beautiful landscapes this past week. One of the    locations was the  Herring Run which is exactly as it sounds. A place where herring make the migration or ” run” up stream. I could not find any fish in any of the pools but the scenery reminded me of one of my favorite poems The Lady of Shallot by Alfred Lord Tennyson. An excerpt to accompany my pictures.

” Underneath the bearded barley,
The reaper, reaping late and early,
Hears her ever chanting cheerly,
Like an angel, singing clearly,
O’er the stream of Camelot.
Piling the sheaves in furrows airy,
Beneath the moon, the reaper weary
Listening whispers, ‘ ‘Tis the fairy,
Lady of Shalott.’

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The little isle is all inrail’d
With a rose-fence, and overtrail’d
With roses: by the marge unhail’d
The shallop flitteth silken sail’d,
Skimming down to Camelot.
A pearl garland winds her head:
She leaneth on a velvet bed,
Full royally apparelled,
The Lady of Shalott.”

Part II
No time hath she to sport and play:
A charmed web she weaves alway.
A curse is on her, if she stay
Her weaving, either night or day,
To look down to Camelot.
She knows not what the curse may be;
Therefore she weaveth steadily,
Therefore no other care hath she,  The Lady of Shalott.                              image

She lives with little joy or fear.  Over the water, running near,  The sheepbell tinkles in her ear.
Before her hangs a mirror clear,
Reflecting tower’d Camelot.
And as the mazy web she whirls,
She sees the surly village churls,
And the red cloaks of market girls
Pass onward from Shalott”

Enjoy the day! ❤️

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