The Lady of Shalott-Loreena McKennitt

[ti:The Lady Of Shalott] [ar:Loreena McKennitt] [al:The Visit] [offset:500] [00:00.00]The Lady of Shalott - Loreena McKennitt (罗琳娜·麦肯尼特) [00:18.00] [00:36.66]On either side of the river lie [00:40.53]Long fields of barley and of rye, [00:45.09]That clothe the world and meet the sky; [00:49.17]And thro' the field the road run by [00:52.68]To many-towered Camelot; [00:56.93]And up and down the people go, [01:00.60]Gazing where the lilies blow [01:04.89]Round an island there below, [01:07.92]The island of Shalott. [01:10.87] [01:12.90]Willows whiten, aspens quiver, [01:16.56]Little breezes and dusk and shiver [01:20.41]Thro' the wave that runs forever [01:24.19]By the island in the river [01:27.52]Flowing down to Camelot. [01:31.92]Four grey walls, and four grey towers, [01:35.89]Overlook a space of flowers, [01:39.77]And the silent island imbowers [01:43.27]The Lady of Shalott. [01:45.91] [01:48.07]Only reapers, reaping early, [01:51.59]In among the bearded barley [01:55.38]Hear a song that echoes cheerly [01:59.30]From the river winding clearly [02:02.85]Flowing down to tower'd Camelot; [02:07.14]And by the moon the reaper weary, [02:10.85]Piling sheaves in uplands airy, [02:14.51]Listening, whispers "'tis the fairy [02:18.35]The Lady of Shalott." [02:21.02] [02:38.26]There she weaves by night and day [02:41.78]A magic web with colours gay, [02:45.52]She has heard a whisper say, [02:49.33]A curse is on her if she stay [02:52.78]To look down to Camelot. [02:56.93]She knows not what the curse may be, [03:00.44]And so she weaveth steadily, [03:04.44]And little other care hath she, [03:07.84]The Lady of Shalott. [03:10.91] [03:12.74]But in her web she still delights [03:16.36]To weave the mirror's magic sights, [03:20.78]For often thro' the silent nights [03:24.12]A funeral, with plumes and with lights [03:27.89]And music, went to Camelot; [03:32.48]Or when the Moon was overhead, [03:35.78]Came two young lovers lately wed. [03:39.66]"I am half sick of shadows," she said [03:43.19]The Lady Of Shalott. [03:46.12] [04:05.16]A bow-shot from her bower-eaves, [04:08.76]He rode between the barley sheaves, [04:12.51]The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves, [04:16.23]And flamed upon the brazen greaves [04:20.05]Of bold Sir Lancelot. [04:24.43]A red-cross knight for ever kneel'd [04:28.26]To a lady in his shield, [04:31.92]That sparkled on the yellow field, [04:35.12]Beside remote Shalott. [04:38.00] [04:39.76]His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd; [04:43.32]On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode; [04:46.84]From underneath his helmet flow'd [04:50.31]His coal-black curls as on he rode, [04:53.94]As he rode down to Camelot. [04:58.36]From the bank and from the river [05:01.76]He flashed into the crystal mirror, [05:06.02]"Tirra Lirra," by the river [05:09.40]Sang Sir Lancelot. [05:12.13] [05:13.91]She left the web, she left the loom, [05:17.55]She made three paces taro' the room, [05:21.74]She saw the water-lily bloom, [05:25.85]She saw the helmet and the plume, [05:29.07]She looked down to Camelot. [05:33.03]Out flew the web and floated wide; [05:37.23]The mirror cracked from side to side; [05:40.99]"The curse is come upon me," cried [05:44.36]The Lady of Shalott. [05:47.33] [06:04.38]In the stormy east-wind straining, [06:07.99]The pale yellow woods were waning, [06:11.65]The broad stream in his banks complaining. [06:15.37]Heavily the low sky raining [06:18.95]Over towered Camelot; [06:23.23]Down she came and found a boat [06:26.30]Beneath a willow left afloat, [06:30.46]And round about the prow she wrote [06:33.72]The Lady of Shalott [06:36.72] [06:38.16]And down the river's dim expanse [06:41.98]Like some bold seer in a trance, [06:45.76]Seeing all his own mischance [06:49.49]With a glassy countenance [06:52.79]Did she look to Camelot. [06:57.28]And at the closing of the day [07:00.54]She loosed the chain and down she lay; [07:04.80]The broad stream bore her far away, [07:08.11]The Lady of Shalott. [07:11.46] [07:31.18]Who is this? And what is here? [07:35.65]And in the lighted palace near [07:39.51]Died the sound of royal cheer; [07:43.43]And they crossed themselves for fear, [07:47.17]All the Knights at Camelot; [07:51.66]But Lancelot mused a little space [07:57.94]He said, "She has a lovely face; [08:02.02]God in his mercy lend her grace, [08:06.53]The Lady of Shalott." [08:19.28]