The Lady Of Sharlott by Alfred Tenyson........want explantion of it

0 01font01b00Peace be upon all 02br
02br
00I 'll ask u about the explantion , I want the illustration in the meaning of The Lady Of Sharlott 02br
02br
00plz help me to get the meaning of it necessary cause this my studies and i can't know it meaning 02br
02br
00I will prepare the text of poem 02b02font02br
02br
02br
01font01b00The Lady Of Sharlott 02b02br
02font02br
02br
01font02br
01b00Part I02b02font02br
02br
02br
01font01b00On either side the river lie02br
00Long fields of barley and of rye,02br
00That clothe the wold and meet the sky;02br
00And through the field the road runs by02br
00To many-towered Camelot;02br
00And up and down the people go,02br
00Gazing where the lilies blow02br
00Round an island there below,02br
00The island of Shalott.02b02font02br
02br
02br
01font01b00Willows whiten, aspens quiver,02br
00Little breezes dusk and shiver02br
00Through the wave that runs for ever02br
00By the island in the river02br
00Flowing down to Camelot.02br
00Four grey walls, and four grey towers,02br
00Overlook a space of flowers,02br
00And the silent isle imbowers02br
00The Lady of Shalott.02b02font02br
02br
02br
01font01b00By the margin, willow-veiled,02br
00Slide the heavy barges trailed02br
00By slow horses; and unhailed02br
00The shallop flitteth silken-sailed02br
00Skimming down to Camelot:02br
00But who hath seen her wave her hand?02br
00Or at the casement seen her stand?02br
00Or is she known in all the land,02br
00The Lady of Shalott?02b02font02br
02br
02br
01font01b00Only reapers, reaping early02br
00In among the bearded barley,02br
00Hear a song that echoes cheerly02br
00From the river winding clearly,02br
00Down to towered Camelot:02br
00And by the moon the reaper weary,02br
00Piling sheaves in uplands airy,02br
00Listening, whispers "'Tis the fairy02br
00Lady of Shalott."02b02font02br
02br
02br
01font02br
01b00Part II02b02font02br
02br
02br
01font01b00There she weaves by night and day02br
00A magic web with colours gay.02br
00She has heard a whisper say,02br
00A curse is on her if she stay02br
00To look down to Camelot.02br
00She knows not what the curse may be,02br
00And so she weaveth steadily,02br
00And little other care hath she,02br
00The Lady of Shalott.02b02font02br
02br
02br
01font01b00And moving through a mirror clear02br
00That hangs before her all the year,02br
00Shadows of the world appear.02br
00There she sees the highway near02br
00Winding down to Camelot:02br
00There the river eddy whirls,02br
00And there the surly village-churls,02br
00And the red cloaks of market girls,02br
00Pass onward from Shalott.02b02font02br
02br
02br
01font01b00Sometimes a troop of damsels glad,02br
00An abbot on an ambling pad,02br
00Sometimes a curly shepherd-lad,02br
00Or long-haired page in crimson clad,02br
00Goes by to towered Camelot;02br
00And sometimes through the mirror blue02br
00The knights come riding two and two:02br
00She hath no loyal knight and true,02br
00The Lady of Shalott.02b02font02br
02br
02br
01font01b00But in her web she still delights02br
00To weave the mirror's magic sights,02br
00For often through the silent nights02br
00A funeral, with plumes and lights02br
00And music, went to Camelot:02br
00Or when the moon was overhead,02br
00Came two young lovers lately wed;02br
00"I am half sick of shadows," said02br
00The Lady of Shalott.02b02font02br
0-