Who is this? And what is here? And in the lighted palace near Died the sound of royal cheer; And they crossed themselves for fear, All the Knights at Camelot; But Lancelot mused a little space He said, "She has a lovely face; God in his mercy lend her grace, The Lady of Shalott.
The mirror crack'd from side to side "The curse has come upon me," cried The Lady of Shalott
She hath no loyal knight and true, The Lady of Shalott.
She has a lovely face; God in his mercy lend her grace, The Lady of Shalott.