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Willows whiten. aspens quiver.Little breezes dusk and shiverThrough the wave that runs for everBy the island in the river Flowing down to Camelot.Four grey walls. and four grey towers.Overlook a space of flowers.And the silent isle imbowers The Lady of Shalott.By the margin. willow-veiled.Slide the heavy barges trailedBy slow horses; and unhailedThe shallop flitteth silken-sailed Skimming down to Camelot:But who hath seen her wave her hand?Or at the casement seen her stand?Or is she known in all the land. The Lady of Shalott? My details Below mentioned