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 hung like a in the still of the morn
The silver spun with the dew
Hung from the in filigree splendour
And water lilies on the lake
Were reflected so delicate, and tender.
The boat man sighed as he strode through the
To the place where his boat lay to a stake
The hollow sound as his echoed
Until the sound was lost on the
He cast off, the boat from the shore
Peering a head through damp clinging
He thought that he saw swirling shapes
A trick on the eyes that the mist plays.
So was the boatman on crossing the lake
That he failed to the current that flowed
Leading his from familiar parts
He was firmly, yet somehow unknowingly,
All at the mist seemed to lift
Sufficient to show the boatman a
That he'd never seen in the whole of his
Unnaturally deep, and silent, and cool.
The boatman's shirt clung to his
He was sweating both from exertion and
He had the that someone was watching
He felt the presence of near
An invisible force prevented him
The of his arms was utterly sapped
The twisted converged round the lake
Like a in a net he was trapped.
out of the water before him
The wraith-like form of a appeared
Clad in radiant robes
The maiden materialised as she
The hair finely crowned her head
Was a of golden reflecting the sun
All of the beautiful women of
Were formed all at into one.
She handed the boatman the sword she was
Which irridescent before his eyes
Excalibur was hardly a match
For a sword that description defies
The boatman transfixed by her gaze
Which reached to the depths of his soul
To he who could the evils of life
She herself as a whole.
The maiden vanished his gaze
Leaving him clutching the sword in his
The hairs on the nape of his neck seemed to
A creature approached him out of the mist
It was powerful, huge and yet stupid
For it right back and failed to attack
The boatman struck at its small stupid
And it crashed to the and lay on its back.
Without a warning the sky to blacken
As though the sun in total eclipse
The boatman crouched low as a vast eagle
And a horrified cry from his lips
It strutted him with pride in its bearing
Admiring its talons both and cruel
Taking the boatman struck fast
And the eagle to the depths of the pool.
The terrified boatman tried his boat
But his pole had roots in the watery deep
The bank grew alive with the of a snake
And all you could was its slither and creep
It cast an envious at the boatman
into the water and swam to the boat
He hypnotised by its green jealous eyes
As it came the water and coiled round his throat.
As its coils slowly his breath came in gasps
As he choked so he the sword in despair
As the snake was gloating he severed its head
And in death the coils thrashed wild in the air
The wiped the sweat from his brow
His was pounding as never before
His like a lizard's tongue darted around
Not to rest for a minute or more.
An involuntary went up his spine
As he the sound of eerie howls
A wolf appeared on the banks of the
dripped from its loathsome jowls
Hatred smouldered in his eyes
Which glowed like coals Hades fire
It to grow as it crouched and snarled
And as the boatman began to tire.
It was almost as though the wolf had
For it did not attack as the had done
But bided its time the moment was right
And as the boatman stared into the sun
But the boatman too had learned to hold
And holding his as though a knife
He plunged it deep the wolf's heart
Then fell to his and prayed for his life.
As he felt a hand on his he whirled
To the maiden by his side
She smiled and the world to open before him
He tried to speak but his tongue was
You must the sword deep into my heart
I should crumble into dust
She offered the boatman the meaning of
And love, if he could but lust.
She her breasts before his eyes
The boatman still was dumb
He flung the sword into the water
Back to the depths from it had come
The around him began to boil
The maiden to wither away
His boat was as the creatures arose
And evil lived for day.