They made her a grave, too cold and damp
For a soul so warm and true;
She’s gone to the Lake of the Dismal Swamp,
Where, all night long, by a fire-fly lamp
She paddles her white canoe….
--Thomas Moore, 1803
For centuries in this huge mysterious swamp astride the
Virginia-North Carolina line, a marshy place
– thick with tangled vines, canebrakes, briers and shrub bogs –
There have been reported sightings of a
ghostly woman paddling her white canoe.
Various tribes, including the Chesapeake and the Chowan,
lived around the swamp long before the arrival of the colonists.
An Indian maiden died just before her wedding
and she is still seen from time to time
especially on gloomy, foggy days and moonlit nights
paddling her white canoe across Lake Drummond.
The ghost of a deranged lover,
searching for his dead sweetheart wanders its grounds.
His vanished girlfriend is often referred to as the Lady of the Lake.
Some people claim to still see the Lady of the Lake.
Her supernatural vessel is believed to be lit by a fire-fly lamp.
When night falls, its eerie light has been spotted from the lake’s shores.
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