The Lady of Shalott by Tennyson
"There she weaves by night and day A magic web with colours gay. A curse is on her if she stay To look down to Camelot."
"There she weaves by night and day A magic web with colours gay. A curse is on her if she stay To look down to Camelot."
"As all the heavens were a bell, And Being but an ear, And I and silence some strange race, Wrecked, solitary, here."
"In the world’s broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife!"
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all t...
"This faint resemblance of thy charms, (Though strong as mortal art could give,) My constant heart of fear disarms, Revives my hopes, and bids me live."