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La Belle Dame Sans Merci (feat. Kevin Hutchings, Jason Fowler, Hugh Marsh, Al Cross, George Koller, Sahra Featherstone) - Hugh Marsh/Al Cross.mp3

La Belle Dame Sans Merci (feat. Kevin Hutchings, Jason Fowler, Hugh Marsh, Al Cross, George Koller, Sahra Featherstone) - Hugh Marsh/Al Cross.mp3
[00:43.94]O what can ail ...
[00:43.94]O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
[00:49.89]Alone and palely loitering?
[00:53.89]The sedge has withered from the lake,
[00:59.35]And no birds sing.
[01:03.70]O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
[01:09.03]So haggard and so woe-begone?
[01:13.44]The squirrel’s granary is full,
[01:19.02]And the harvest’s done.
[01:23.19]I see a lily on thy brow,
[01:28.69]With anguish moist and fever-dew,
[01:33.14]And on thy cheeks a fading rose
[01:38.63]Fast withereth too.
[02:00.55]I met a lady in the meads,
[02:05.40]Full beautiful, a fairy’s child;
[02:09.75]Her hair was long, her foot was light,
[02:16.78]And her eyes were wild.
[02:20.25]I made a garland for her head,
[02:25.01]And bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
[02:29.26]She looked at me as she did love,
[02:36.57]And made sweet moan.
[02:59.39]I set her on my pacing steed,
[03:04.24]And nothing else saw all day long,
[03:08.55]For sidelong would she bend, and sing
[03:14.66]A faery’s song.
[03:18.23]She found me roots of relish sweet,
[03:23.60]And honey wild, and manna-dew,
[03:28.21]And sure in language strange she said—
[03:34.29]‘I love thee true’. “
[03:55.71]She took me to her Elfin grot,
[04:00.63]And there she wept and sighed full sore,
[04:04.85]And there I shut her wild, wild eyes
[04:12.15]With kisses four.
[04:15.20]And there she lullèd me asleep,
[04:20.18]And there I dreamed—Ah! woe betide!—
[04:24.43]The latest dream I ever dreamt
[04:31.49]On the cold hill side.
[04:53.89]I saw pale kings and princes too,
[04:59.35]Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
[05:03.71]They cried—‘La Belle Dame sans Merci
[05:09.32]Hath thee in thrall!’
[05:13.50]I saw their starved lips in the gloam,
[05:18.99]With horrid warning gapèd wide,
[05:23.28]And I awoke and found me here,
[05:29.12]On the cold hill’s side.
[05:50.75]And this is why I sojourn here,
[05:55.50]Alone and palely loitering,
[05:59.64]Though the sedge is withered from the lake,
[06:07.22]And no birds sing.
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