Underneath the bearded barley,
The reaper, reaping late and early,
Hears her ever chanting cheerly,
Like an angel, singing clearly
O’er the stream of Camelot.
Piling the sheaves in furrows airy,
Beneath the moon, the reaper weary
Listening whispers, ‘ Tis the fairy,
Lady of Shalott.’
To read the complete version Alfred Lord Tennyson’s magical Victorian poem go to http://www.poetryfoundation.org
To find out its great significance in the lives of our characters Doctor Hubert Crane and Millie Lord go to our novel Crane Mansions: A novel about the redeeming power of cake.
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