La Belle Dame Sans Merci read by Ben Whishaw

Oh what can ail thee knight-at-arms alone and Paley loitering the sedge has withered from the lake and no birds sing or what can ail thee knight-at-arms so Haggard and so well begun the squirrels granary is full and the harvests done I see a lily on thy brow with anguish moist and fevered you and on thy cheeks of fading rose fast with a wreath to I met a lady in the Meads full beautiful a fairest child her hair was lung her foot was light and her eyes were wild 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 I set her on my pacing steed and nothing else saw all day long for side blonde would she bend and sing a fairy song she found me roots of reddish sweet and honey wild and manner do and sure in language strange she said I love thee true she took me to her elfin grot and there she wept inside full sore and there I shut her wild wild eyes with kisses for and there she loved me asleep and there I dreamed woe betide the latest dream I ever dreamed on the cold hillside I saw pale kings and princes two pale Warrior's death pale were they all they cried Lebel dance on mercy hath the enthrall I saw they're starved lips in the glown with horrid warning Gaye purred wide and I awoke and found me here on the cold hillside and this is why I suddenly ER alone and pay early light ring though the sedge is withered from the lake and no birds sing you

Channel: BarefootBaby

Views: 278,100

Rating: 4.9368258 out of 5

Keywords: La, Belle, Dame, Sans, Merci, Bright, Star, Ben, Whishaw

Id: qL-L8ExX3kQ

Length: 2min 35sec (155 seconds)

Published: Thu Nov 05 2009