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La Belle Dame Sans Merci-Loreena McKennitt

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[00:25.23]La Belle Dame sans Merci
[00:29.80]John Keats
[00:30.63]O what can ail thee knightatarms
[00:33.33]Alone and palely loitering
[00:36.01]The sedge has withered from the lake
[00:41.59]And no birds sing
[00:48.11]O what can ail thee knightatarms
[00:53.12]So haggard and so woebegone
[01:01.21]The squirrel's granary is full
[01:04.05]And the harvest's done
[01:07.67]I see a lily on thy brow
[01:15.99]With anguish moist and feverdew
[01:24.24]And on thy cheeks a fading rose
[01:31.37]Fast withereth too
[01:33.79]I met a lady in the meads
[01:39.60]Full beautiful a fairy's child
[01:45.89]Her hair was long her foot was light
[01:51.31]And her eyes were wild
[01:57.55]I set her on my pacing steed
[02:03.51]And nothing else saw all day long
[02:08.52]For sidelong would she bend and sing
[02:17.06]A faery's song
[02:21.88]I made a garland for her head
[02:27.69]And bracelets too and fragrant zone
[02:33.50]She looked at me as she did love
[02:39.24]And made sweet moan
[02:45.07]She found me roots of relish sweet
[02:50.90]And honey wild and mannadew
[02:57.03]And sure in language strange she said
[03:02.75]'I love thee true'
[03:04.94]She took me to her Elfin grot
[03:22.07]And there she wept and sighed full sore
[03:27.69]And there I shut her wild wild eyes
[03:33.46]With kisses four
[03:39.64]And there she lulled me asleep
[03:45.19]And there I dreamed Ah woe betide
[03:50.33]The latest dream I ever dreamt
[03:56.44]On the cold hill side
[04:18.62]I saw pale kings and princes too
[04:25.63]Pale warriors deathpale were they all
[04:31.33]They cried 'La Belle Dame sans Merci
[04:36.63]Hath thee in thrall '
[04:42.16]I saw their starved lips in the gloam
[04:47.89]With horrid warning gaped wide
[04:53.34]And I awoke and found me here
[05:00.48]On the cold hill's side
[05:15.30]And this is why I sojourn here
[05:21.14]Lone and palely loitering
[05:26.03]Though the sedge is withered from the lake
[05:33.23]And no birds sing
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