Friday, November 12, 2010

La Belle Dame sans Merci


La Belle Dame sans Merci

Oh what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
Alone and palely loitering?
The sedge has withered from the lake,
And no birds sing.

II

Oh what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
So haggard and so woe-begone?
The squirrel's granary is full,
And the harvest's done.

III

I see a lily on thy brow,
With anguish moist and fever-dew,
And on thy cheeks a fading rose
Fast withereth too.

IV

I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautiful - a faery's child,
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild.

V

I made a garland for her head,
And bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
She looked at me as she did love,
And made sweet moan.

VI

I set her on my pacing steed,
And nothing else saw all day long,
For sidelong would she bend, and sing
A faery's song.

VII
She found me roots of relish sweet,
And honey wild, and manna-dew,
And sure in language strange she said -
'I love thee true'.

VIII

She took me to her elfin grot,
And there she wept and sighed full sore,
And there I shut her wild wild eyes
With kisses four.

IX

And there she lulled me asleep
And there I dreamed - Ah! woe betide! -
The latest dream I ever dreamt
On the cold hill side.

X

I saw pale kings and princes too,
Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
They cried - 'La Belle Dame sans Merci
Hath thee in thrall!'

XI

I saw their starved lips in the gloam,
With horrid warning gaped wide,
And I awoke and found me here,
On the cold hill's side.

XII

And this is why I sojourn here
Alone and palely loitering,
Though the sedge is withered from the lake,
And no birds sing.

~John Keats

*google image

6 comments:

Kenza said...

Oh! you just made me travel miles and centuries away...
"And there I shut her wild wild eyes
With kisses four"
So beautiful... Thank you.

Maia said...

I love "palely loitering"

KonfettiForm said...

Hello :) How nice of you to stop by and leave a comment. Glad you lead the way here. Lot´s of "food for thought". I like that. Hope to see you stop by again. Enjoy you saturday evening :) Love, Lena.

Shaista said...

I fell in love with Keats when we first met - I was 17, and so was he, I think :) The love has lasted through the years! Have you seen Bright Star?

Unknown said...

What a beautiful picture, who is the artist?

Unknown said...

What a beautiful picture, who is the artist?