For this is it, it’s all I am
The Lady of Shallot.
I’ve served my cause,
My noble aim,
My purpose by and by.
A symbol for a lonely knight,
A saint for Camelot.
And yet we still know not who I,
The Lady of Shallot,
Could be if not a shell to rot,
Perhaps I am and shall to be,
A Lady of but naught.
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