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1 " She left the web, she left the loom, She made three paces through the room, She saw the water-lily bloom, She saw the helmet and the plume, She look'd down to Camelot. Out flew the web and floated wide; The mirror crack'd from side to side; "The curse is come upon me," cried The Lady of Shalott. "
― Alfred Tennyson , The Lady of Shalott
2 " The mirror crack'd from side to side"The curse has come upon me," criedThe Lady of Shalott "
3 " To many-towered Camelot "
4 " I am half-sick of shadows,' said The Lady of Shalott. "
5 " And sometimes through the mirror blueThe knights come riding two and two. "
