La Belle Dame Sans Merci Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB ADED FGHG IJAJ KLBL MDND OGMG MPQP RMMM MSRS TMUM UBCBAh what can ail thee wretched wight | A |
Alone and palely loitering | B |
The sedge is wither'd from the lake | C |
And no birds sing | B |
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Ah what can ail thee wretched wight | A |
So haggard and so woe begone | D |
The squirrel's granary is full | E |
And the harvest's done | D |
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I see a lily on thy brow | F |
With anguish moist and fever dew | G |
And on thy cheek a fading rose | H |
Fast withereth too | G |
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I met a lady in the meads | I |
Full beautiful a faery's child | J |
Her hair was long her foot was light | A |
And her eyes were wild | J |
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I set her on my pacing steed | K |
And nothing else saw all day long | L |
For sideways would she lean and sing | B |
A faery's song | L |
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I made a garland for her head | M |
And bracelets too and fragrant zone | D |
She look'd at me as she did love | N |
And made sweet moan | D |
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She found me roots of relish sweet | O |
And honey wild and manna dew | G |
And sure in language strange she said | M |
I love thee true | G |
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She took me to her elfin grot | M |
And there she gaz'd and sighed deep | P |
And there I shut her wild sad eyes | Q |
So kiss'd to sleep | P |
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And there we slumber'd on the moss | R |
And there I dream'd ah woe betide | M |
The latest dream I ever dream'd | M |
On the cold hill side | M |
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I saw pale kings and princes too | M |
Pale warriors death pale were they all | S |
Who cry'd La belle Dame sans merci | R |
Hath thee in thrall | S |
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I saw their starv'd lips in the gloam | T |
With horrid warning gaped wide | M |
And I awoke and found me here | U |
On the cold hill side | M |
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And this is why I sojourn here | U |
Alone and palely loitering | B |
Though the sedge is wither'd from the lake | C |
And no birds sing | B |
John Keats
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