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.
Full beautiful—a faery’s child,
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild.
I saw pale kings and princes too,
Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
They cried—“La Belle Dame sans Merci
Thee hath in thrall!”
Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
They cried—“La Belle Dame sans Merci
Thee hath in thrall!”
John Keats - “La Belle Dame sans Merci”
watercolor on paper (Amatruda-Amalfi) cm 45x35
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