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.
John Keats, La Belle Dame Sans Merci, St. IV
Not the most cheerful ballad, (here’s a copy), but fascinating fodder for thought. I’ve always loved Waterhouse’s painting.
Writing Prompt: Instead of leaving our knight alone and palely loitering– our hero won’t let even death stop him, right?-write a scene where he challenges his presupposed fate. Does he confront his faery lover who enthralled him? Does he force/ enlist those pale kings and princes to his cause?
(Makes me think of Aragorn and the Paths of the Dead. 🙂 Oh yes, I think Aragorn & Viggo Mortensen will be excellent future post material.)