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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 gray walls, and four gray towers, Overlook a space of flowers, And the silent isle imbowers.... The Lady of Shalott

Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)