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It slept upon the grateful floor
The ivy felt a tremor shoot
It grew, it crept, it pushed, it clomb-
Its clinging roots grew deep and strong;
Its tender branches flourished fair.
It reached the beam-it thrilled-it curled —
It felt the life of bursting Spring,
And wooed the swallow to its leaves.
By rains, and dews, and sunshine fed,
Upon that solitary place
Its verdure threw adorning grace:
Wouldst thou know the moral of the rhyme?
La Belle Dame Sans Merci.
Aн, what can ail thee, wretched wight,
The sedge is withered from the lake,
Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight,
I see a lily on thy brow,
With anguish moist and fever dew;
I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautiful, a fairy's child; Her hair was long, her foot was light, And her eyes were wild.
I set her on my pacing steed,
And nothing else saw all day long ;
I made a garland for her head,
And bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
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 gazed and sighed deep,
And there we slumbered on the moss,
I saw pale kings, and princes too,
Pale warriors, death-pale were they all; Who cried, "La Belle Dame. Sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!"
I saw their starved lips in the gloom
And this is why I sojourn here,
Though the sedge is withered from the lake,
And no birds sing.
Dirge in Cymbeline.
FEAR no more the heat o' the sun,
Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages:
Fear no more the frown o' the great,
Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe and eat;
To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust. Fear no more the lightning flash;
Nor the all-dreaded thunder-stone; Fear not slander; censure rash:
Thou hast finished joy and moan: All lovers young, all lovers must Consign to thee, and come to dust. No exorciser harm thee!
Nor no witchcraft charm thee! Ghost unlaid forbear thee!
Nothing ill come near thee! Quiet consummation have; And renowned be thy grave!