La Belle Dame Sans Merci - remake Stargate Atlantis

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La belle dame sans merci -remake

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Oh what can ail thee, commander-at-arms,

Alone & palely loitering ?

The light has withered from the cell

And yet soldiers all in sight

Oh what can ail thee, commander-at-arms

So haggard & so woe-begone ?

The Atlantians data base is almost full

& the harvest's is nearly done

I see a lily on thy brow

With anguish moist & fever-dew

And on thy cheeks fading grass

Fast withereth too

I saw a lady, walking along the cell rows

Full beautiful- a crystal child

Her hair was long, her foot was light

And her eyes were wild

I made a snarl of warning

My eyes as glares & a hiss

Yet she looked at me as she did like

And made her own sweet hiss

I sat up from my cell floor

The first time in all the days long

For head long she stood and talked,

Her bitter sweet song

She found me standing life to feed

To quench my burning hunger, my primal need

And sure in language strange she said-

"I feel like you"

She took me to her steel lab

And there she worked & yawned

And there I saw her wild wild eyes shut

But for only four moments

And there she stunned me asleep

And there I dreamed –ah! Woe betide!-

The latest dream I ever dreamt

In my cold cell side

I saw pale Wraith, commanders too

Warrior drones, death pale were they all

They cried – "the woman shall have you at her mercy!"-

I saw their starved eyes in the gloom

With horrid warning gaped wide

And I awoke & found my-self here

In my cold cell side

And that is why I stay

Alone & palely loitering

The light has withered from my cell

And no lady in sight.

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A/N – I plan for a story to match this. Be patient.