La Bella Dame Sans Merci

               La Bella Dame Sans Merci (French for "the beautiful lady without Merci ") is a ballad written by the English poet John Keats
.It exists in two versions,with minor differences between them.The original was written by Keats in 1819.he used the title of the 15th century La Bella Dame sans Merci by Alain Chartier,though the plots of the two poems are different.

Poem :

O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms, 

       Alone and palely loitering? 

The sedge has withered 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 looked 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 sighed full sore, 

And there I shut her wild wild eyes 

       With kisses four. 

And there she lullèd me asleep, 

       And there I dreamed—Ah! woe betide!— 

The latest dream I ever dreamt 

       On the cold hill side. 

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!’ 

I saw their starved lips in the gloam, 

       With horrid warning gapèd 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 withered from the lake, 

       And no birds sing.

Summery:

              

                    La Bella Dame Sans Merci. This poem by John Keats which  takes about a soldier who has  suffered by the hands up a beautiful lady .This poem his written in 12th stanza which show classic the suffering of the soldier.

                In the very first stanza the soldier is question by a stranger near the river on the cold wells side where in stranger find the soldier in a pathetic condition alone and loitering aim lessly. In the second stanza the soldier farther question .the soldier on his condition where the nature is very beautiful but the night is suffering.

           

                The third stanza the stranger takes about is fever and his facial condition as he was looking expressly pale.The night stars answering the stranger about how he meet a beautiful lady in the meadows ,who  was a like a fairy child with beautiful eyes and long hair.In the next stanza he takes about how he made garlands and bracelets of roses in her love as a gift.

               In the next stanza he takes about how he made her comfortable on the stead and capt looking at her by listing to her wonderful songs.The seven stanza takes about how he thought that in her strange language .She kept on specking "I Love You" and found him roods and honey to eat.  

             Then ,she took him to the grout where in she cried and ,i made here comfortable by kissing her eyes.In the next stanza she made me sleep by singing a lullaby and that is when he saw a dream which was very dread full and found himself near the hill.

           In the next stanza the dream continues where he saw many kings and princes all most and were crring "La Bella Demsens Merci" In the eleventh stanza he found all the kings ,princes ,soldier in extremely poor condition and he was a wait a sudden shocked because of the bad dream.

         In the last stanza he said that is the reason ,why he is "Alone and palely loitering on the cold hill side".