The Lady of Shalott

Tho this is wrong a manga, I like it and will search for the poem book from  Alfred Tennyson. The manga was also nice ^^

"I saw and illusion of you in that impossible light... The end of the world... 

Is that what awoke you? That was the tragedy of our age. 

To meet you again, I came to this cold and dead floating underground kingdom...

The four ashgray walls and four ashgray towers, 

can you see them? 

There she weaves by night and day. 

A magic web with colours gay. 

She has heard a whisper say, a curse is on her if she stay 

To look down to camelot. 

But in her web she still delights 

To weave the mirror's magic sights: 

A funeral, with plumes and lights...

And music, came from camelot.

"I am half-sick of shadows," said The Lady of Shalott.

"Tirra lirra, tirra lirra," Sang Sir Launcelot.

She left the web: She left the loom: She looked down to Camelot.

The mirror cracked

From side to side.

"The curse has come upon me," cried the Lady of Shalott.

Lying in a small boat, clad in flowing white burial clothes, the dead Lady sailed towards the end of her love. 

"But the knight of Camelot mused a little space."

He said, "She has a saintly face; God in his mercy lend her grace, The Lady of Shalott." "