Luyện nghe bài hát The Vision Of The Lady Of The Lake

The boatman rose to the of his heartbeat
Loud in the approach of the dawn
He glanced through the window at mist on the
Which like a shroud in the still of the morn
The cobwebs spun with the dew
Hung the bushes in filigree splendour
And lilies asleep on the lake
Were so delicate, tranquil and tender.
The boat man sighed as he through the woods
To the place where his boat lay to a stake
The sound as his footsteps echoed
Until the sound was lost on the
He cast off, poling the from the shore
a head through damp clinging haze
He thought that he saw strange shapes
A trick on the that the mist often plays.
So intent was the boatman on the lake
That he to notice the current that flowed
Leading his boat from familiar
He was firmly, yet somehow unknowingly,
All at once the seemed to lift
Sufficient to the boatman a pool
That never seen in the whole of his life
deep, black and silent, and cool.
The shirt clung to his back
He was sweating both exertion and fear
He had the sensation that someone was
He the presence of somebody near
An invisible force prevented him
The strength of his arms was utterly
The twisted bushes round the lake
Like a in a net he was trapped.
out of the water before him
The form of a maiden appeared
Clad in shimmering robes
The maiden materialised as she
The hair which finely crowned her
Was a halo of golden the sun
All of the beautiful of time
Were all at once into one.
She handed the boatman the she was holding
Which flashed irridescent before his
Excalibur was hardly a match
For a that simple description defies
The boatman stood by her gaze
Which reached to the of his very soul
To he who could conquer the evils of
She herself as a whole.
The maiden before his gaze
Leaving him clutching the sword in his
The hairs on the nape of his neck to stiffen
A creature approached him out of the mist
It was powerful, huge and yet indeed
For it right back and failed to attack
The struck at its small stupid eyes
And it crashed to the and lay on its back.
a warning the sky seemed to blacken
As the sun were in total eclipse
The boatman crouched low as a vast swooped
And a cry escaped from his lips
It before him with pride in its bearing
its talons both vicious and cruel
Taking the boatman struck fast
And the eagle slid to the of the pool.
The terrified boatman tried moving his
But his pole had grown roots in the watery
The bank alive with the coils of a snake
And all you hear was its slither and creep
It cast an envious at the boatman
Slid into the water and to the boat
He stood hypnotised by its green jealous
As it came from the water and round his throat.
As its coils tightened slowly his came in gasps
As he choked so he lifted the in despair
As the was still gloating he severed its head
And in death the coils thrashed wild in the air
The boatman wiped the from his brow
His was pounding as never before
His eyes like a lizard's tongue around
Not daring to rest for a or more.
An involuntary shiver up his spine
As he the sound of eerie howls
A wolf appeared on the banks of the
Saliva dripped its loathsome jowls
smouldered deep in his eyes
Which glowed like coals from Hades
It seemed to grow as it and snarled
And as the boatman began to tire.
It was almost as though the wolf had
For it did not attack as the others had
But bided its time the moment was right
And sprang as the boatman stared the sun
But the boatman too had to hold back
And his sword as though a knife
He plunged it deep into the wolf's
Then fell to his knees and for his life.
As he felt a hand on his shoulder he
To the maiden by his side
She smiled and the world seemed to before him
He tried to speak but his tongue was
You must the sword deep into my heart
Lest I should crumble dust
She offered the the meaning of life
And love, if he but conquer lust.
She her breasts before his eyes
The boatman still was stricken
He flung the back into the water
Back to the from which it had come
The water around him began to
The maiden to wither away
His boat was swamped as the arose
And evil for another day.