a lady in the meads , full beautiful - a faery's child
she looked at me and made sweetmoan
She took me to her elfin grot
I shut her wild wild eyes
And there she lullèd me asleepAnd there I dreamed
sure in language strange she said I love three true
I saw pale kings and princes ... Pale warriors , death pale were they
her eyes were wild
I set her on my pacing steed
<3 lyrical ballard
<3 english balladic form
the title was borrowed from an early fifteenth century french poem by Alain Chartier
Keats structure borrows a question-and-answer form from earlierfolk ballards and pastoral eclogues
Spencers the Faerie Queen an epic poem from the english renaissance focusses on the Arthurian Knights particularly their chivalric codes (chaste, holy, virtuous, honourable men)