New Application
~*~Part One~*~
Name: Alyssa Marie Luttenberger
Age:14
Birthday: December 21, 1989
Gender: Female
Hair/Eye Color: Hair-Blonde. Eyes- Well I think they’re greenish/brown. But I’ve been informed their really amber
Where you are from: Ontario, CANADA
~*~Part Two~*~
Exterior (Stuff you like, your style, but not “scene”; The clothing you like, any way you express yourself, or what interests and/or attracts you, etc.):
I like wearing pretty clothing, like dresses and trendy tops and pants. But then again I like lounging around in jeans and sweatshirts…
Do you have any body modifications? No. Other than pierced ears I’m partial to a natural look. I want a tatto later on though
How would your friends describe you? Moody? Not broding, my moods just JUMP
Are you a loner, leader, or a follower? All of them. I love to be alone, but when I get around friends I tend to sadly take over the situation and expect everyone to follow my lead. It’s a virus. But when I’m with people I respect or really want to like me, I go dead silent and let them do everything.
Things you are obsessed with:Chocolate, Inner-pain, poetry, spiders, my computer
What do you find beautiful? People who are so cold to this world. The ones who feel empty.
What do you find ugly? Skin
~*~Part Three~*~
List the following as the directions state.
5 songs that you relate to/really like that provide an idea of what I would hear if I came to hang out at your place or what you listen to alone. Give us a line from each and explain what makes you like them. Be sure to make at least two in detail and feel free to be general on the others.
1. The Killers, Mr.Brightside
“I'm coming out of my cage
And I’ve been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all”
I just like it. It’s sooo pretty and smooth and nice. Very very nice. I like everything by the killers, they are just totally awesome.
2.Linkin Park, Don’t stay
“Sometimes I need to remember just to breath. Sometimes I need you to stay away from me. Sometimes I’m in disbelief I didn’t know. Somehow I need you to go”
It relays how annoyed I get when people start pretending like were best friends and crowding me with questions and all the other shit they do
3. Avril Lavigne, Nobody’s home
“I couldn’t tell you why she felt that way; she felt it every day”
I think the lyrics in this song are simply amazingly well wrote. I really really really like them. Also plays in the fact I’m a sucker for songs and poems that uses ‘she’
4.Blue Rodeo, Joker Wild
“When your skin starts to crawl. And your fingers twich. And your brain is screaming, for some kind fix…”
Such a funky song… ‘nof said
5. Blink 182, Stockholm Syndrome
“I'm so lost
I'm barely here
I wish I could explain myself
but words escape me
It's too late
to save me
you're too late
you're too late”
Once again, people trying to control my life. Idiots, they won’t let me find me or even be who I think I am
In the following, it asks for at least 10, but feel free to add as many as you like!
5 random facts about yourself
-I sleep in the shower
-I lock myself in closets
-I like to eat whole bags of popcorn and three glasses of chocolate milk for snacks
-I love watching Disney movies
-I have a…little…eye…obsession…
5+ words/statements to describe you
Empty, Easily Put Down, Cheerful, Misunderstood and Pretending, Loves to be loved/needed
5 top qualities/things you respect in people
Coldness, Humor, Addiction, Sarcasm, Love
5 things you want to accomplish or overcome in your life
-Stop thinking so much
-Tour Europe
-Be Free
-Write Something truly amazing
-Figure out who I am
5 things you despise
-People who upset me
-People who betray me
-Pizza
-Things that loose themselves
-Being bitten
~*~Part Four~*~
Do you have any disorders/special conditions?No
If so and you don’t mind sharing, what are they?Not Applicable
How do these affect you?Not Applicable
What is your biggest fear? Being trapped in a room with a little girl with long dark hair
Do you consider yourself a deep thinker? Sometimes
Do you believe in heaven and hell?I believe in the idea that we are in hell right now, and we can only go up. And although there is no proof, I love the idea of reincarnation.
Do you believe in ghosts and paranormal?Yes
Do you believe eyes are the windows to the soul? Have you ever truly looked into someone’s eyes? When the person isn’t aware the answer is yes. Otherwise unless your reflection is dwelling in their soul, No.
What are your spiritual/religious beliefs? I have none. I’m not even sure there is such thing as a soul.
Do you believe in God/Goddess/Higher Power?I believe their used to be gods and goddesses, but they have disapeared from this world along with any higher power. I think humankind is a forgotten and hated race because of our selfishness and evil
Do you consider yourself open minded, if so how and why? Yes. Because I try not to judge people, except I tend to judge people who judge. But I think people should be free to do what they want and believe what they want. I try not to down on someone’s beliefs or religion.
Do you like to read/learn? If so, what topics interest you?Yes. English, Europian and Asian History, Fantasy, Sci-Fi
Do you believe in soul mates? How are soulmates possible with second marrages? If there was only one person for you, how can they replace and find someone they love as much? I believe you do have one person, but you will probably not find them, instead you settle for other people.
What is your view on love? It is partial. It is decieving. It hold security and pain in the same hand. It can raise you as well as drop you. Drop you from high above to lay sprawled on the ground…
~*~Part Five~*~
What are your educational/career plans for now and the future? I DON’T KNOW
Are you interested in art?I like to look at it, but I couldn’t study and I can’t draw/paint for the life of me.
Do you create any type or form of art (photography, writing of any form, digital art, photo shop, icons you make, layouts, poetry, prose, artistic thoughts on things, drawing, sketches, painting, charcoals, sculptures, music…etc.)?
If so, please post examples.
I write poetry and take pictures. I have a little obsession with taking pictures of eyes. I’d post them right now, but my disk is at school, so I’ll post some later if I’m accepted. Here’s some poetry…
I’m putting in only my favorite ones,
Untitled
Green eyes watch eerily
Cold fingers touch greedily
Someone smiles at me
I'm lost in you tonight
Forever looking icily
Never letting the light touch me
Dragged into your world
I'm looking for release
Red Lips smile tauntingly
Hands grip violently
Wishing I was somewhere else
Wanting to feel your touch
Lost in your secrets
Never tell about us
Kissing you gently
Breaking my promise
Watching you cry
Hearing you scream
Your green orbs filled with hatred
I've found my release
Brown eyes watch coldly
Icy words issued freely
Remembering your touch
I thought I was free of you tonight
Moonlight
Like a shining star dependent on night
You glitter with an everlasting light
Only moonlight can unlock your soul
And let you dance on delicate fairy toes
But when morning's pink fingers touch your face
you lock your soul and walk away
Nevermore to swirl around
Once shimmering eyes focus on the ground.
Your many sorrows and regrets
Weigh like rocks upon your breast
I'm looking for the moonlight's daughter
the moonlights swirling daughter
She once danced on fairy toes...
Pain
She's empty of all thought
He wishing she hadn't come.
To see the empty closets
and messed up dreams.
She sits upon the bed
Words spinning in her head
His hand upon her neck
She shivers from his touch
She wonders if she's blonde and pretty
while he shaking with regrets
Willing to leave this pain on her chest
He stares into the mirror
She takes her pills rituously
Slowly overdosing
Drowning in a tub of lies
She built over the years
He touched his face carefully
Bloodied fingers trailing
Inside he's screaming and flailing
it's bursting through his chest
Do you play any type of musical instrument? I used to play the guitar. I want to learn the violin
What is your favorite peice of professional art? A famous painting or such. Give a link so we can see it!! (If its a poem writing, copy and paste it, be sure to post who wrote it!)Why is this your favorite?
The Lady Of Shalott
Alfred Lord Tennyson
On either side the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the world and meet the sky;
And through the field the road run by
To many-tower'd Camelot;
And up and down the people go,
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.
Willows whiten, aspens quiver,
Little breezes dusk and shiver
Through the wave that runs for ever
By the island in the river
Flowing down to Camelot.
Four grey walls, and four grey towers,
Overlook a space of flowers,
And the silent isle imbowers
The Lady of Shalott.
By the margin, willow veil'd,
Slide the heavy barges trail'd
By slow horses; and unhail'd
The shallop flitteth silken-sail'd
Skimming down to Camelot:
But who hath seen her wave her hand?
Or at the casement seen her stand?
Or is she known in all the land,
The Lady of Shalott?
Only reapers, reaping early,
In among the bearded barley
Hear a song that echoes cheerly
From the river winding clearly;
Down to tower'd Camelot;
And by the moon the reaper weary,
Piling sheaves in uplands airy,
Listening, whispers, " 'Tis the fairy
The Lady of Shalott."
There she weaves by night and day
A magic web with colours gay.
She has heard a whisper say,
A curse is on her if she stay
To look down to Camelot.
She knows not what the curse may be,
And so she weaveth steadily,
And little other care hath she,
The Lady of Shalott.
And moving through a mirror clear
That hangs before her all the year,
Shadows of the world appear.
There she sees the highway near
Winding down to Camelot;
There the river eddy whirls,
And there the surly village churls,
And the red cloaks of market girls
Pass onward from Shalott.
Sometimes a troop of damsels glad,
An abbot on an ambling pad,
Sometimes a curly shepherd lad,
Or long-hair'd page in crimson clad
Goes by to tower'd Camelot;
And sometimes through the mirror blue
The knights come riding two and two.
She hath no loyal Knight and true,
The Lady of Shalott.
But in her web she still delights
To weave the mirror's magic sights,
For often through the silent nights
A funeral, with plumes and lights
And music, went to Camelot;
Or when the Moon was overhead,
Came two young lovers lately wed.
"I am half sick of shadows," said
The Lady of Shalott.
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'd
To a lady in his shield,
That sparkled on the yellow field,
Beside remote Shalott.
The gemmy bridle glitter'd free,
Like to some branch of stars we see
Hung in the golden Galaxy.
The bridle bells rang merrily
As he rode down to Camelot:
And from his blazon'd baldric slung
A mighty silver bugle hung,
And as he rode his armor rung
Beside remote Shalott.
All in the blue unclouded weather
Thick-jewell'd shone the saddle-leather,
The helmet and the helmet-feather
Burn'd like one burning flame together,
As he rode down to Camelot.
As often thro' the purple night,
Below the starry clusters bright,
Some bearded meteor, burning bright,
Moves over still Shalott.
His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd;
On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode;
From underneath his helmet flow'd
His coal-black curls as on he rode,
As he rode down to Camelot.
From the bank and from the river
He flashed into the crystal mirror,
"Tirra lirra," by the river
Sang Sir Lancelot.
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.
In the stormy east-wind straining,
The pale yellow woods were waning,
The broad stream in his banks complaining.
Heavily the low sky raining
Over tower'd Camelot;
Down she came and found a boat
Beneath a willow left afloat,
And around about the prow she wrote
The Lady of Shalott.
And down the river's dim expanse
Like some bold seer in a trance,
Seeing all his own mischance --
With a glassy countenance
Did she look to Camelot.
And at the closing of the day
She loosed the chain, and down she lay;
The broad stream bore her far away,
The Lady of Shalott.
Lying, robed in snowy white
That loosely flew to left and right --
The leaves upon her falling light --
Thro' the noises of the night,
She floated down to Camelot:
And as the boat-head wound along
The willowy hills and fields among,
They heard her singing her last song,
The Lady of Shalott.
Heard a carol, mournful, holy,
Chanted loudly, chanted lowly,
Till her blood was frozen slowly,
And her eyes were darkened wholly,
Turn'd to tower'd Camelot.
For ere she reach'd upon the tide
The first house by the water-side,
Singing in her song she died,
The Lady of Shalott.
Under tower and balcony,
By garden-wall and gallery,
A gleaming shape she floated by,
Dead-pale between the houses high,
Silent into Camelot.
Out upon the wharfs they came,
Knight and Burgher, Lord and Dame,
And around the prow they read her name,
The Lady of Shalott.
Who is this? And what is here?
And in the lighted palace near
Died the sound of royal cheer;
And they crossed themselves for fear,
All the Knights at Camelot;
But Lancelot mused a little space
He said, "She has a lovely face;
God in his mercy lend her grace,
The Lady of Shalott."
This is my favorite poem ever because of the writing. The style in it is awesome and inspiring. It’s so much like a lot of poetry today, someone trapped trying to find their way out. I absolutely love it, and as a plus it ties in Kind Arthur lore. ++++++++++ I want you just to read it. How can you not fall in love with the phrases? They’re just so beautiful.
Post at least three good pictures of yourself. **We are NOT a “rating” community. We will not vote on your looks. We like to know what our members look like, and who they are.** If you do not have photos to post, please contact me before applying!
Going to be posted in a comment….
~*~Part Seven~*~
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DECEMBER:
Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egoistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical.
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Where did you find this community?
I found it from the link in AngelicRealm
((Sorry it's so long. Too much to say..
Name: Alyssa Marie Luttenberger
Age:14
Birthday: December 21, 1989
Gender: Female
Hair/Eye Color: Hair-Blonde. Eyes- Well I think they’re greenish/brown. But I’ve been informed their really amber
Where you are from: Ontario, CANADA
~*~Part Two~*~
Exterior (Stuff you like, your style, but not “scene”; The clothing you like, any way you express yourself, or what interests and/or attracts you, etc.):
I like wearing pretty clothing, like dresses and trendy tops and pants. But then again I like lounging around in jeans and sweatshirts…
Do you have any body modifications? No. Other than pierced ears I’m partial to a natural look. I want a tatto later on though
How would your friends describe you? Moody? Not broding, my moods just JUMP
Are you a loner, leader, or a follower? All of them. I love to be alone, but when I get around friends I tend to sadly take over the situation and expect everyone to follow my lead. It’s a virus. But when I’m with people I respect or really want to like me, I go dead silent and let them do everything.
Things you are obsessed with:Chocolate, Inner-pain, poetry, spiders, my computer
What do you find beautiful? People who are so cold to this world. The ones who feel empty.
What do you find ugly? Skin
~*~Part Three~*~
List the following as the directions state.
5 songs that you relate to/really like that provide an idea of what I would hear if I came to hang out at your place or what you listen to alone. Give us a line from each and explain what makes you like them. Be sure to make at least two in detail and feel free to be general on the others.
1. The Killers, Mr.Brightside
“I'm coming out of my cage
And I’ve been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all”
I just like it. It’s sooo pretty and smooth and nice. Very very nice. I like everything by the killers, they are just totally awesome.
2.Linkin Park, Don’t stay
“Sometimes I need to remember just to breath. Sometimes I need you to stay away from me. Sometimes I’m in disbelief I didn’t know. Somehow I need you to go”
It relays how annoyed I get when people start pretending like were best friends and crowding me with questions and all the other shit they do
3. Avril Lavigne, Nobody’s home
“I couldn’t tell you why she felt that way; she felt it every day”
I think the lyrics in this song are simply amazingly well wrote. I really really really like them. Also plays in the fact I’m a sucker for songs and poems that uses ‘she’
4.Blue Rodeo, Joker Wild
“When your skin starts to crawl. And your fingers twich. And your brain is screaming, for some kind fix…”
Such a funky song… ‘nof said
5. Blink 182, Stockholm Syndrome
“I'm so lost
I'm barely here
I wish I could explain myself
but words escape me
It's too late
to save me
you're too late
you're too late”
Once again, people trying to control my life. Idiots, they won’t let me find me or even be who I think I am
In the following, it asks for at least 10, but feel free to add as many as you like!
5 random facts about yourself
-I sleep in the shower
-I lock myself in closets
-I like to eat whole bags of popcorn and three glasses of chocolate milk for snacks
-I love watching Disney movies
-I have a…little…eye…obsession…
5+ words/statements to describe you
Empty, Easily Put Down, Cheerful, Misunderstood and Pretending, Loves to be loved/needed
5 top qualities/things you respect in people
Coldness, Humor, Addiction, Sarcasm, Love
5 things you want to accomplish or overcome in your life
-Stop thinking so much
-Tour Europe
-Be Free
-Write Something truly amazing
-Figure out who I am
5 things you despise
-People who upset me
-People who betray me
-Pizza
-Things that loose themselves
-Being bitten
~*~Part Four~*~
Do you have any disorders/special conditions?No
If so and you don’t mind sharing, what are they?Not Applicable
How do these affect you?Not Applicable
What is your biggest fear? Being trapped in a room with a little girl with long dark hair
Do you consider yourself a deep thinker? Sometimes
Do you believe in heaven and hell?I believe in the idea that we are in hell right now, and we can only go up. And although there is no proof, I love the idea of reincarnation.
Do you believe in ghosts and paranormal?Yes
Do you believe eyes are the windows to the soul? Have you ever truly looked into someone’s eyes? When the person isn’t aware the answer is yes. Otherwise unless your reflection is dwelling in their soul, No.
What are your spiritual/religious beliefs? I have none. I’m not even sure there is such thing as a soul.
Do you believe in God/Goddess/Higher Power?I believe their used to be gods and goddesses, but they have disapeared from this world along with any higher power. I think humankind is a forgotten and hated race because of our selfishness and evil
Do you consider yourself open minded, if so how and why? Yes. Because I try not to judge people, except I tend to judge people who judge. But I think people should be free to do what they want and believe what they want. I try not to down on someone’s beliefs or religion.
Do you like to read/learn? If so, what topics interest you?Yes. English, Europian and Asian History, Fantasy, Sci-Fi
Do you believe in soul mates? How are soulmates possible with second marrages? If there was only one person for you, how can they replace and find someone they love as much? I believe you do have one person, but you will probably not find them, instead you settle for other people.
What is your view on love? It is partial. It is decieving. It hold security and pain in the same hand. It can raise you as well as drop you. Drop you from high above to lay sprawled on the ground…
~*~Part Five~*~
What are your educational/career plans for now and the future? I DON’T KNOW
Are you interested in art?I like to look at it, but I couldn’t study and I can’t draw/paint for the life of me.
Do you create any type or form of art (photography, writing of any form, digital art, photo shop, icons you make, layouts, poetry, prose, artistic thoughts on things, drawing, sketches, painting, charcoals, sculptures, music…etc.)?
If so, please post examples.
I write poetry and take pictures. I have a little obsession with taking pictures of eyes. I’d post them right now, but my disk is at school, so I’ll post some later if I’m accepted. Here’s some poetry…
I’m putting in only my favorite ones,
Untitled
Green eyes watch eerily
Cold fingers touch greedily
Someone smiles at me
I'm lost in you tonight
Forever looking icily
Never letting the light touch me
Dragged into your world
I'm looking for release
Red Lips smile tauntingly
Hands grip violently
Wishing I was somewhere else
Wanting to feel your touch
Lost in your secrets
Never tell about us
Kissing you gently
Breaking my promise
Watching you cry
Hearing you scream
Your green orbs filled with hatred
I've found my release
Brown eyes watch coldly
Icy words issued freely
Remembering your touch
I thought I was free of you tonight
Moonlight
Like a shining star dependent on night
You glitter with an everlasting light
Only moonlight can unlock your soul
And let you dance on delicate fairy toes
But when morning's pink fingers touch your face
you lock your soul and walk away
Nevermore to swirl around
Once shimmering eyes focus on the ground.
Your many sorrows and regrets
Weigh like rocks upon your breast
I'm looking for the moonlight's daughter
the moonlights swirling daughter
She once danced on fairy toes...
Pain
She's empty of all thought
He wishing she hadn't come.
To see the empty closets
and messed up dreams.
She sits upon the bed
Words spinning in her head
His hand upon her neck
She shivers from his touch
She wonders if she's blonde and pretty
while he shaking with regrets
Willing to leave this pain on her chest
He stares into the mirror
She takes her pills rituously
Slowly overdosing
Drowning in a tub of lies
She built over the years
He touched his face carefully
Bloodied fingers trailing
Inside he's screaming and flailing
it's bursting through his chest
Do you play any type of musical instrument? I used to play the guitar. I want to learn the violin
What is your favorite peice of professional art? A famous painting or such. Give a link so we can see it!! (If its a poem writing, copy and paste it, be sure to post who wrote it!)Why is this your favorite?
The Lady Of Shalott
Alfred Lord Tennyson
On either side the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the world and meet the sky;
And through the field the road run by
To many-tower'd Camelot;
And up and down the people go,
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.
Willows whiten, aspens quiver,
Little breezes dusk and shiver
Through the wave that runs for ever
By the island in the river
Flowing down to Camelot.
Four grey walls, and four grey towers,
Overlook a space of flowers,
And the silent isle imbowers
The Lady of Shalott.
By the margin, willow veil'd,
Slide the heavy barges trail'd
By slow horses; and unhail'd
The shallop flitteth silken-sail'd
Skimming down to Camelot:
But who hath seen her wave her hand?
Or at the casement seen her stand?
Or is she known in all the land,
The Lady of Shalott?
Only reapers, reaping early,
In among the bearded barley
Hear a song that echoes cheerly
From the river winding clearly;
Down to tower'd Camelot;
And by the moon the reaper weary,
Piling sheaves in uplands airy,
Listening, whispers, " 'Tis the fairy
The Lady of Shalott."
There she weaves by night and day
A magic web with colours gay.
She has heard a whisper say,
A curse is on her if she stay
To look down to Camelot.
She knows not what the curse may be,
And so she weaveth steadily,
And little other care hath she,
The Lady of Shalott.
And moving through a mirror clear
That hangs before her all the year,
Shadows of the world appear.
There she sees the highway near
Winding down to Camelot;
There the river eddy whirls,
And there the surly village churls,
And the red cloaks of market girls
Pass onward from Shalott.
Sometimes a troop of damsels glad,
An abbot on an ambling pad,
Sometimes a curly shepherd lad,
Or long-hair'd page in crimson clad
Goes by to tower'd Camelot;
And sometimes through the mirror blue
The knights come riding two and two.
She hath no loyal Knight and true,
The Lady of Shalott.
But in her web she still delights
To weave the mirror's magic sights,
For often through the silent nights
A funeral, with plumes and lights
And music, went to Camelot;
Or when the Moon was overhead,
Came two young lovers lately wed.
"I am half sick of shadows," said
The Lady of Shalott.
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'd
To a lady in his shield,
That sparkled on the yellow field,
Beside remote Shalott.
The gemmy bridle glitter'd free,
Like to some branch of stars we see
Hung in the golden Galaxy.
The bridle bells rang merrily
As he rode down to Camelot:
And from his blazon'd baldric slung
A mighty silver bugle hung,
And as he rode his armor rung
Beside remote Shalott.
All in the blue unclouded weather
Thick-jewell'd shone the saddle-leather,
The helmet and the helmet-feather
Burn'd like one burning flame together,
As he rode down to Camelot.
As often thro' the purple night,
Below the starry clusters bright,
Some bearded meteor, burning bright,
Moves over still Shalott.
His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd;
On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode;
From underneath his helmet flow'd
His coal-black curls as on he rode,
As he rode down to Camelot.
From the bank and from the river
He flashed into the crystal mirror,
"Tirra lirra," by the river
Sang Sir Lancelot.
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.
In the stormy east-wind straining,
The pale yellow woods were waning,
The broad stream in his banks complaining.
Heavily the low sky raining
Over tower'd Camelot;
Down she came and found a boat
Beneath a willow left afloat,
And around about the prow she wrote
The Lady of Shalott.
And down the river's dim expanse
Like some bold seer in a trance,
Seeing all his own mischance --
With a glassy countenance
Did she look to Camelot.
And at the closing of the day
She loosed the chain, and down she lay;
The broad stream bore her far away,
The Lady of Shalott.
Lying, robed in snowy white
That loosely flew to left and right --
The leaves upon her falling light --
Thro' the noises of the night,
She floated down to Camelot:
And as the boat-head wound along
The willowy hills and fields among,
They heard her singing her last song,
The Lady of Shalott.
Heard a carol, mournful, holy,
Chanted loudly, chanted lowly,
Till her blood was frozen slowly,
And her eyes were darkened wholly,
Turn'd to tower'd Camelot.
For ere she reach'd upon the tide
The first house by the water-side,
Singing in her song she died,
The Lady of Shalott.
Under tower and balcony,
By garden-wall and gallery,
A gleaming shape she floated by,
Dead-pale between the houses high,
Silent into Camelot.
Out upon the wharfs they came,
Knight and Burgher, Lord and Dame,
And around the prow they read her name,
The Lady of Shalott.
Who is this? And what is here?
And in the lighted palace near
Died the sound of royal cheer;
And they crossed themselves for fear,
All the Knights at Camelot;
But Lancelot mused a little space
He said, "She has a lovely face;
God in his mercy lend her grace,
The Lady of Shalott."
This is my favorite poem ever because of the writing. The style in it is awesome and inspiring. It’s so much like a lot of poetry today, someone trapped trying to find their way out. I absolutely love it, and as a plus it ties in Kind Arthur lore. ++++++++++ I want you just to read it. How can you not fall in love with the phrases? They’re just so beautiful.
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