X. 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!” XI. I s… - John Keats

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X.

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!”

XI.

I saw their starved lips in the gloam,
With horrid warning gaped wide,
And I awoke and found me here,
On the cold hill’s side.

XII.

And this is why I sojourn here,
Alone and palely loitering,
Though the sedge is wither’d from the lake,
And no birds sing.