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charles villiers stanford - la belle dame sans merci كلمات الأغنية

o what can ail thee, knight_at_arms
so lone and palely loitering?
the sedge has wither’d from the lake
and no birds sing

o what can ail thee, knight_at_arms!
so haggard and so woe_begone?
the squirrel’s granary is full
and the harvest’s done

i see a lily on thy brow
with anguish moist and fever dew
and on thy cheeks a fading rose
fast withereth too

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

i made a garland for her head
and bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
she look’d 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 sidelong would she bend, and sing
a faery’s song
she found me roots of relish 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 full sore
and there i shut her wild wild eyes
with kisses four

and there she lull’d me asleep
and there i dream’d __ ah! woe betide!
the latest dream i ever dream’d
on the cold hill’s side

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!”

i saw their starved lips in the gloom
with horrid warning gaping wide
and i awoke and found me here
on the cold hill’s side

and this is why i sojourn here
alone and palely loitering
though the sedge is wither’d from the lake
and no birds sing

- charles villiers stanford

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