名人诗歌|Las Belle Dame sans Merci

Alone and palely loitering？

The sedge is wither'd from the lake

And no birds sing.

'O what can ail thee knight-at-arms

So haggard and so woe^2-begone？

The squirrel's granary is full

And the harvest 's done.

'I see a lily on thy brow

With anguish^{3 moist and fever dew；}

And on thy cheeks a fading rose

Fast withereth too.'

'I met a lady in the meads

Full beautifula faery's child

Her hair was long her foot was light

And her eyes were wild.

'I made a garland for her head

And bracelets^{4 too and fragrant5 zone；}

She look'd at me as she did love

And made sweet moan. 20

'I set her on my pacing steed

And nothing else saw all day long

For sideways would she lean and sing

A faery's song.

'She found me roots of relish^{6 sweet}

And honey wild and manna dew

And sure in language strange she said

I love thee true！

'She took me to her elfin grot

And there she wept and sigh'd fill sore；

And there I shut her wild wild eyes

With kisses four.

'And there she lulld me asleep

And there I dream'dAh！ woe betide！

The latest dream I ever dream'd

On the cold hill's side.

'I saw pale kings and princes too

Pale warriors^{7 death-pale were they all；}

They criedLa belle^{8 Dame9 sans Merci}

Hath thee in thrall^10！

'I saw their starved lips in the gloam

With horrid^{11 warning gapd wide}

And I awoke and found me here

On the cold hill's side.

'And this is why I sojourn^{12 here}

Alone and palely loitering

Though the sedge is wither'd from the lake

And no birds sing.'