Oh, what can ail thee knight at arms
Alone and palely loitering?
The sedge has withered from the lake
And no birds sing!


'La belle dame sans merci' (1820) st. 1

John Keats Quotes

Oh, what can ail thee knight at arms Alone and palely loitering? The sedge has withered from the lake And no birds sing!

Oh, what can ail thee knight at arms Alone and palely loitering? The sedge has withered from the lake And no birds sing!

Oh, what can ail thee knight at arms Alone and palely loitering? The sedge has withered from the lake And no birds sing!

Oh, what can ail thee knight at arms Alone and palely loitering? The sedge has withered from the lake And no birds sing!