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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Emotional · #1212420
Based on 'The Lady of Shalott' by Alfred Lord Tennyson
From Shalott there was a lady fair
With pallid skin and auburn hair
And a life with dreams beyond repair
A hope, a faith crushed by despair
By the corrupt city of Camelot
This tale of fate and death once told
From long before and times of old
That grips the heart and keeps a hold
But patience as the truth unfolds
The truth about Shalott

The story ended with watery fate
Yet still there is more to tell of late
And for the truth she did but wait
Untill that sign led her to hate
That greedy city of Camelot
And from each side the mirror's crack'd
But still as whole from the impact
Her woven lies do read as fact
And so mere mortals do react
In fear of our Shalott

She knew prolonged death was to be
But waiting was shear agony
Yet still her eyes her mirror did see
The gentle passing of a bee
On flight to fatal Camelot
The boat tied now beneath her sill
On waves once harsh enough to kill
Instead they sit now; gentle, still
Almost as if against her will
The will of fair Shalott

Her focus on her task at hand
A web of lies in string was planned
Her life was shown, a grain of sand
Her luck she was yet to understand
But still she craved Camelot
And now the weather drew near a storm
But no one did this lady warn
There in the mirror a feather drawn
And scent of man to her was born
The sin of that Shalott

Pure and true as Camelot was he
From whence he came to hold the key
With him, her fate was destiny
Worse than death upon the sea
He swore by truthful Camelot
A mortal knight will turn to dust
Lancelot's gold will all but rust
Thank for her sake there holds a just
A curse of old prohibits his lust
He cannot touch Shalott



To him she's just "a lovely face"
That shies and smiles, stays in place
In which his company is terrible waste
A merciful God needs more haste
To redeem the debris of Camelot
And patience now as truth beguiled*
Does come to us like little child
Thats soft and gentle, meek and mild
That's free to spread and run as wild
About the Lady of Shalott.


*beguiled can mean either to decieve or to charm
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