A red-cross knight for ever kneeled That sparkled on the yellow field, The gemmy bridle glittered free, The bridle-bells rang merrily, As he rode down to Camelot; All in the blue unclouded weather As often, through the purple night, His broad clear brow in sunlight glowed; As he rode down to Camelot. Sang Sir Lancelot. She left the web, she left the loom; She saw the helmet and the plume; PART IV. In the stormy east-wind straining, Over towered Camelot; Down she came and found a boat, Beneath a willow left afloat; And round about the prow she wrote, And down the river's dim expanse— Did she look to Camelot. And at the closing of the day She loosed the chain, and down she lay; Lying robed in snowy white, That loosely flew to left and right The leaves upon her falling light- She floated down to Camelot ; Heard a carol, mournful, holy, Under tower and balcony, Out upon the wharfs they came, Who is this? and what is here? And in the royal 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: The lady of Shalott!" ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON. RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER. An Ancient Mari ner meeteth three gallants bidden to a wed ding feast, and detaineth one. The Wedding- PART I. IT is an Ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three, "By thy long gray beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp'st thou me? The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set,— Mayst hear the merry din." He holds him with his skinny hand: "Hold off! unhand me, graybeard Eftsoons his hand dropt he. He holds him with his glittering eye,bound by the eye The Wedding-Guest stood still; of the old sea faring man, and constrained to hear his tale. He listens like a three years' child; The Mariner hath his will. The Wedding-Guest sat on a stone, He cannot choose but hear; And thus spake on that ancient man, |