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"Who is this? And what is here?
And in the lighted palace near
Died the sound of royal cheer;
And they crossed themselves for fear,
All the Knights at Camelot;
But Lancelot mused a little space
He said, "She has a lovely face;
God in his mercy lend her grace,
The Lady of Shalott."
Alfred Tennyson - The Lady of Shalott
Klockan 6 torsdag morgon slutade Sienna kämpa och somnade i mattes famn.



