Post by Elentari the Second on Dec 14, 2004 19:41:05 GMT -5
It was my birthday yesterday. My fifteenth.
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.