With soft gray eyes she gloomed and glowered;
With soft red lips she sang a song:
What knight might gaze upon her face,
Nor fare along?


For all her looks were full of spells,
And all her words, of sorcery;
And in some way they seemed to say,
"Oh, come with me! oh, come with me!
Oh, come with me, my love, Sir Kay!"--


How should he know the witch, I trow,
Morgan La Fey?


-- Cawein, Madison J. (1865-1914), "Morgan La Fey"

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