" And down the river's dim expanseLike some bold seer in a trance,
Seeing all his own mischance-
With a glassy countenance
Did she look down to Camelot.
She loosed the chains and down she lay;
The broad stream bore her far away,
The Lady of Shalott.
Lying robed in snowy whiteThat 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."
And as the boat-head wound along
The willowy hills and fields among,
They heard her singing her last song,
The Lady of Shalott."Again, lots of speculation as to her mind set, yet she is only heard and not seen to this point of the poem.
