 | Leigh Hunt - 1834 - 342 стор.
...Who cried, " La Belle Dame Sans Mercy Hath thee in thrall !" I saw their starv'd lips in the gloom With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here, On the cold hill side. And this is why I sojourn here, Alone and palely loitering, Though the sedge is wither'd... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1835 - 350 стор.
...Who cried, " La Belle Dame Sans Mercy Hath thee in thrall !" I saw their starv'd lips in the gloom With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here, On the eold hill side. And this is why I sojourn here, Alone and palely loitering, Though the sedge is wither'd... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1841 - 378 стор.
...in the gloom With horrid warning naped wide, And I awoke and found me here. On the cold hill Bide. And this Is why I sojourn here, Alone and palely loitering. Though the sedge is wittier'd from tho lake, A hd no birds sing. XXXVIII. OF STICKS. CATUHI.* AMONG other comparative injuries... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 542 стор.
...Who cried, " La Belle Dame Sans Mercy Hath thee in thrall!" I «aw their starved lips in the gloom With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here, On the cold hill side. And this is why I sojourn here, Alone and palely loitering, Though the sedge is wither'... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 520 стор.
...; Who cried, " La Belle Dame Sans Mercy Hath thee in thrall!" I saw their starved lips in the gloom With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here, On the cold hill side. And this is why I sojourn here, Alone and palely loitering, Though the sedge is wither'd... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 544 стор.
...Who cried, " La Belle Dame Sans Mercy Hath thee in thrall !" I saw their starved lips in the gloom With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here, On th i cold hill side. And this is why I sojourn hew, Alone and palely loitering, Though the sedge is... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 540 стор.
...Who cried, " La Belle Dame Sans Mercy Hath thee in thrall !" I saw their starved lips in the gloom With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here, On th 3 cold hill side. And this is why I sojourn here, Alone and palely loitering, Though the sedge is... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (1st baron Houghton.) - 1848 - 324 стор.
...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...sedge is wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing. SONG OF FOUR FAIEIES, FIRE, AIR, EARTH, AND WATER, SALAMANDER, ZEPHYR, DUSKETHA, AND BREAHA. 1819.... | |
 | 1853 - 560 стор.
...Who cried, " La Belle Dame. Sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!" I saw their starved lips in the gloom With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here, On the cold hill side. And this is why I sojourn here, Alone and palely loitering, Though the sedge is withered... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1859 - 420 стор.
...Who cried, " La Belle Dame Sans Merci Hath thee in thrall! " I saw their starved lips in the gloom With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here, On the cold hill side. Alone and palely loitering, Though the sedge is withered from the lake, And this is why... | |
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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! 
