A bow-shot from her bower-eaves,He rode between the barley-sheaves,The sun came dazzling thro’
A bow-shot from her bower-eaves,He rode between the barley-sheaves,The sun came dazzling thro’ the leaves,And flamed upon the brazen greaves Of bold Sir Lancelot.A red-cross knight for ever kneel’dTo a lady in his shield,That sparkled on the yellow field, Beside remote Shalott. -- source link
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