La Belle Dame Sans Merci Lyrics & Chords By Charles Villiers Stanford

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...read more

I. O WHAT can ail thee, knight-at-arms, Alone and palely loitering? The sedge has wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing. II. O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms! ...read more