La Belle Dame Sans Merci read by Ben Whishaw

2023! 💙💙💙💙💙

2023 - read by the new q from the bond films - truely soul filling

So soulful…

Tempo is kinda fast.... but damn man. Love it.

I am an Indian.
I read The poem named" The poetry of Earth" . When I searched in Google about Jhon Keats I found this lovely poem

a level english teacher played this in class and I instantly recognised the voice lol

he whistles a bit

Beautiful. But see also the interpretation of John Neville. For me it is the best.

2022any one ridding this poem

Isn't it about a sexually transmitted disease?

2022

Thank you

In 2012, i studied that poem in senior secondary school & then i became a fan of keat's.
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話してる意味は分からなかったけど声が良すぎて耳が孕んだ

That took me way back to the mid 1960's. We recited this poem during elocution lessons. I didn't realise how powerful this poem was at the time, well I was only about 14 years old !

मुरझाया हुआ

I first read this poem in (of all places) prison. Someone sent me a poetry collection. I wasn't really into poetry but when you live in a 4x8 cage believe me you'll read anything.

That book getting sent to me was one of the best things that ever happened to me in my life.

I remember my first time reading this poem, and when I got to the "_La Belle Dame sans Merci_" line the hairs stood up on my arms and the back of my neck. I'm Cajun so of course I knew what the title of the poem translated to. But I sure as hell wasn't expecting that!

If one didn't know any better, he could be forgiven for guessing this story comes out of one of Tolkien's books about Middle-Earth. Without doubt Tolkien would have studied the poem at some point in his education and I like to think that it helped a little bit in laying the ground for the world that came out of Tolkien's mind later.

It was one of the most powerful things I've ever experienced. Quite aside from the language, which is brilliant, the poem is also remarkable because it tells a complete -- and quite disturbing -- story in a few short lines. One of the most skilled uses of language I've ever seen.

The reason this poem and many others work so well for Ben Whishaw is because he tells it with sensitivity and vulnerability. So many men are afraid to let that aspect of their personalities show. Whishaw also does a very good job reading the poetry of Wilfried Owen. Despite the fact that Owen's poetry addresses the sickening horror of his experiences on the battlefield in WW1, the central theme is of the fragility and vulnerability of the men, such as himself, who were thrown into that meatgrinder. His poetry simply wouldn't sound right being read by some gruff-voiced macho man type. Whishaw is perfect for it.

Look up Whishaw's reading of Owen's "Dulce et decorum est" but, I warn you, not if you have a weak stomach.

Note* Wilfried Owen was a British infantry officer who served with great courage in the trenches of WW1, while still not allowing the experience to coarsen him. His poetry was sensitive, perceptive, even delicate. Which again is why Whishaw is perfect to read it. Owen was killed in combat by German machinegun fire at almost the last possible moment before the war ended. His poetry was published posthumously and he's regarded the greatest poet of that war.

This is so Dark Souls

Bellissimo film.

A Poem in our secondary school. Perfectly explained by our English ma'am. Still a remember.

Anyone have summary these poem plz reply

I prefer the wretched Wight version. Cho. Cho San is a writer in phoenix

I hope my brothers,sisters and sons recover from their heart wrenching breakups.

This is basically the plot of Scott Pilgrim Vs the worl

anyone here because of the october daye series

2020 anyone?? I fell in love with this poem in my secondary school english literature class. Back in Cameroon, west Africa. It is so beautiful. ❤ lt transcends time and space. 😊

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My favourite English poet

O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
Alone and palely loitering?
The sedge has withered from the lake,
And no birds sing.

O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
So haggard and so woe-begone?
The squirrel’s granary is full,
And the harvest’s done.

I see a lily on thy brow,
With anguish moist and fever-dew,
And on thy cheeks a fading rose
Fast withereth too.

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 zone;
She looked at me as she did love,
And made sweet moan

I set her on my pacing steed,
And nothing else saw all day long,
For sidelong would she bend, and sing
A faery’s song.

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 wept and sighed full sore,
And there I shut her wild wild eyes
With kisses four.

And there she lullèd me asleep,
And there I dreamed—Ah! woe betide!—
The latest dream I ever dreamt
On the cold hill side.

I saw pale kings and princes too,
Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
They cried—‘La Belle Dame sans Merci
Thee hath in thrall!’

I saw their starved lips in the gloam,
With horrid warning gapèd wide,
And I awoke and found me here,
On the cold hill’s side.

And this is why I sojourn here,
Alone and palely loitering,
Though the sedge is withered from the lake,
And no birds sing.

This recitation is absolute rubbish. Do yourself a favour and listen to it read by Robert Harris.

It's so calm then so sad.

Beautifully read. It's as if he's broken, which really suits the tone of the poem.

This may have inspired the book, and movie, Coraline, I've heard... The fairy seduced him, and then left him in a cruel world. The birds don't sing 😞

y'all know that la belle dame sans merci is a metaphor for tuberculosis

simply beautiful <3 ….

je ssuis l BELLE DAME SANS MERCY OH MWRCY ON ME

❤

Existe-t-il une adaptation française digne de ce poète?

Nice

Anybody else felt the urge to clap at the end of this?

oh dear I am wringing it and you have already upload

It's for forever

La Belle Dame sans Merci: A Ballad
BY JOHN KEATS
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O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
Alone and palely loitering?
The sedge has withered from the lake,
And no birds sing.

O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
So haggard and so woe-begone?
The squirrel’s granary is full,
And the harvest’s done.

I see a lily on thy brow,
With anguish moist and fever-dew,
And on thy cheeks a fading rose
Fast withereth too.

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 zone;
She looked at me as she did love,
And made sweet moan

I set her on my pacing steed,
And nothing else saw all day long,
For sidelong would she bend, and sing
A faery’s song.

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 wept and sighed full sore,
And there I shut her wild wild eyes
With kisses four.

And there she lullèd me asleep,
And there I dreamed—Ah! woe betide!—
The latest dream I ever dreamt
On the cold hill side.

I saw pale kings and princes too,
Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
They cried—‘La Belle Dame sans Merci
Thee hath in thrall!’

I saw their starved lips in the gloam,
With horrid warning gapèd wide,
And I awoke and found me here,
On the cold hill’s side.

And this is why I sojourn here,
Alone and palely loitering,
Though the sedge is withered from the lake,
And no birds sing.
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@svramanuj

I'm in love

❤ Keats ❤ Ben whishaw ❤

so this poem is about Youth ... which is beautiful . shows us beautiful dreams ... and then leaves us .. destroyed and loneliness ... as we get older and then die ..
Do you think is that what it is all about ? or just about a flirtatious woman who just left him heart broken ?