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Home they brought her warrior dead:
        She nor swoon’d nor utter’d cry:
All her maidens, watching, said,
        “She must weep or she will die.”

from The Princess by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

A longdrawn carol, mournful, holy,

She chanted loudly, chanted lowly,

Till her eyes were darken’d wholly,

And her smooth face sharpen’d slowly,
       Turn’d to tower’d Camelot:

For ere she reach’d upon the tide

The first house by the water-side,

Singing in her song she died,

The Lady of Shalott. 
– from “The Lady of Shalott” by Alfred, Lord Tennyson