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

The boatman rose to the of his heartbeat
Loud in the silent of the dawn
He through the window at mist on the lake
Which like a shroud in the still of the morn
The silver spun with the dew
Hung from the bushes in splendour
And lilies asleep on the lake
Were so delicate, tranquil and tender.
The boat man sighed as he strode the woods
To the where his boat lay moored to a stake
The sound as his footsteps echoed
Until the sound was lost on the
He cast off, poling the boat the shore
Peering a head through damp clinging
He thought that he saw strange shapes
A on the eyes that the mist often plays.
So was the boatman on crossing the lake
That he failed to notice the that flowed
his boat from familiar parts
He was firmly, yet somehow unknowingly,
All at once the mist to lift
Sufficient to show the boatman a
That he'd never seen in the of his life
deep, black and silent, and cool.
The shirt clung to his back
He was sweating from exertion and fear
He had the that someone was watching
He felt the of somebody near
An invisible force him moving
The of his arms was utterly sapped
The twisted bushes round the lake
a fish in a net he was trapped.
Suddenly out of the water him
The form of a maiden appeared
Clad in radiant robes
The materialised as she neared
The hair which crowned her head
Was a halo of reflecting the sun
All of the beautiful of time
Were all at once into one.
She handed the the sword she was holding
flashed irridescent before his eyes
Excalibur surely was hardly a
For a sword that simple defies
The boatman stood by her gaze
Which reached to the of his very soul
To he who could conquer the of life
She offered as a whole.
The vanished before his gaze
Leaving him clutching the sword in his
The hairs on the nape of his seemed to stiffen
A creature approached him out of the mist
It was powerful, huge and yet indeed
For it held right and failed to attack
The boatman at its small stupid eyes
And it crashed to the and lay on its back.
Without a the sky seemed to blacken
As the sun were in total eclipse
The boatman crouched low as a vast eagle
And a horrified cry escaped from his
It strutted before him with pride in its
Admiring its talons both and cruel
advantage the boatman struck fast
And the eagle slid to the of the pool.
The terrified boatman moving his boat
But his pole had grown in the watery deep
The grew alive with the coils of a snake
And all you hear was its slither and creep
It an envious stare at the boatman
Slid into the water and swam to the
He stood hypnotised by its green eyes
As it came from the water and coiled his throat.
As its coils slowly his breath came in gasps
As he choked so he the sword in despair
As the was still gloating he severed its head
And in the snake's coils thrashed wild in the air
The boatman wiped the sweat his brow
His heart was pounding as never
His eyes like a lizard's tongue darted
Not daring to rest for a or more.
An involuntary went up his spine
As he heard the sound of eerie
A wolf on the banks of the pool
Saliva dripped from its jowls
Hatred smouldered deep in his
Which glowed like coals from Hades
It to grow as it crouched and snarled
And as the boatman began to tire.
It was almost as though the had learned
For it did not attack as the others had
But bided its time until the was right
And sprang as the boatman stared the sun
But the boatman too had to hold back
And holding his sword as a knife
He plunged it into the wolf's heart
Then to his knees and prayed for his life.
As he felt a on his shoulder 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 plunge the deep into my heart
Lest I crumble into dust
She the boatman the meaning of life
And love, if he could but lust.
She bared her before his eyes
The boatman still was stricken
He flung the sword back into the
Back to the depths from which it had
The water around him to boil
The maiden to wither away
His boat was swamped as the creatures
And evil for another day.